“Morning, in my Garden”
Photo: ‘Beautiful Day” by Wojciech Dziadosz.
“Morning, in My Garden”
My Morn, aglow with rosy blush-ablaze,
begins as dainty bride or powdered fey.
She blows a fairy dewdrop storm; a maze
that soars o’er blissful, swaying flower’s play.
Her sparkling light sends dawn to kiss the face
of groom who grows beneath the shadows low.
He’ll bloom a brilliant hue; a purple trace
as grace will lift her veil where he will grow.
Oh, moon, you’ve danced away beyond the night
as early beams entrance the wedding guests;
they turn their heads to greet the waltzing light
that warms the periwinkle’s silken vest.
Triumphant march of morn, you’ve brought this day;
a diadem of beauty breaks our way!
This is beautiful. Your garden sounds like a wonderful, relaxing place to be! (I love to sit outside and just observe… as long as the mosquitoes leave me alone.)
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This is just gorgeous…form is so befitting makes it so romantic…
I love these lines, “they turn their heads to greet the waltzing light
that warms the periwinkle’s silken vest.”
Beautiful photo as well, Jackie!
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