Mary Balthazar

Sun Of The Morning - Poem by Mary Balthazar

As the sun peeks over the hill through the trees
The calmness of morning rises high over the seas
My heart fills with glorious blessings from above
Embracing magnificent beauty of Creator's Love

I hear whispers floating through the tall trees
As winds dance with leaves swaying in a breeze
Shadows and light cast magic on foliage below
Shimmering golden sunlight with a mellow glow

Nature's symphony praises glory of the Morning Sun
Its warmth wakes the living as another day has begun..

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 26, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 21, 2011

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