Praise Be God In The Beautiful Morning Poem by RIC BASTASA

Praise Be God In The Beautiful Morning



the grey sky turning golden
fishermen arriving with fish on their nets
the baby asleep in the cradle
mother sweeping the leaves
under the trees
children washing their feet and faces
boat sliding on the clear water of the lake
the buds unfolding
mongo seeds sprouting
ducks on the river
geese in the air

praise be God for this
beautiful morning.

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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