Morning Of The Light Poem by Margaret Alice

Morning of the goodness,
morning of the light
I’m going to rest my
head on my arms and let
my fantasies take flight
to the sensuous sunshine
where the feathery leaves
of the jacaranda trees
glimmer gold-green outside,
to a place near your heart
where my heart sways in
love’s lullaby to
listen in delight
as the wind sighs in wonder
as you whisper sweet words
of love in my ears,
while the blue sky
caresses the day and shines
to the song of the sun
until the sun jealously
looks on as you start
to shine brighter and
brighter in an affection
that goes higher and higher
and outshines the sun, while
your whispered words make
the world disappear until
only you and I are left
all by ourselves in a world
of golden-green beauty,
where all beauty seems
to converge in
you…