MORNING MIST

In your morning whisper, I hear
A serenade, sweet heaven’s cry
As the secret unfolds to fill
The gaps and hole in between.

The lightest touch, you bring
Felt as the morning embraces
With drizzles of heaven’s gift
Like flutters of butterfly kiss.

Brilliance of life shines
Cloak of hope sheathe the heart
A shield given, most precious gift
Sweet heaven’s kisses deeply felt.

Sweetest rays of hope seen
In every sunrise born at dawn
Along with rainbow’s sight
A promise divine.

Enchanting sound to hear
A hymn of heavenly serenade
Hum of raindrops falling,
Soothing like an accolade’s grace.

Yes, you bring such gladness
Millions of dew drops to bathe
Dawn of peace as new day reveals
The promise of morning mist.



Leofina Jane Galleta

©2008leofinajanegalleta
22 March 5:15:20

Inspired: http://drippingmind.wordpress.com/


Note: Such bold words are opaque to me.
(eman)