Saturday, February 10, 2007

Country Morning

Sun light dappled on leaves, flower heads catching the breeze, peeking out from in between. A bird call trails off into the light that is gently landing amongst the trees.

Gums serene, water laps at their feet. Morning hues, brittle and green, washing the night away. I feel the air on my skin, as the sleep falls from my eyes and the day begins.

A lizard makes a dash across the dirt, as my toes curl on the cool, cool earth.

The night’s fallen away, the day’s resumed.


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