Morning Moment
Stillness-
All suspended in time
Rustling leaves
sway to the gentle breeze.
Distant birds
hail the waking sun.
Shifting-
Mist lifts to rainbow drops.
Gentle sunlight
filters to caress the morning dew.
Sleepy grass
springs to life.
One moment
suspended,
frozen,
dawning,
Gone.
This poem is about:
My community
My country
Our world