Poezja

The Morning Garden
Written by michael.m
On Friday, March 2nd 2012 – a day before essential date of my life
Revised on Monday, 5th 2012

The sun rose against the darkness of night ; greeting a new day
Birds sang their morning song, high in the air
Along with angels to sound pleasant
A sonata began to play

The sun placed his banner upon the skies ; welcoming a new moment
Darkness was being replaced by the morning light
Although she wanted to witness the beauty of dawn
Which has gone since the year full night ; and then returned to start over again

Finally the sun reigned upon his zenith ; Shining brightly
Yet he discovered a new oak tree by his sight ; it grows
Above the the hill to the edge of the skies
Higher and higher it gets ; and sweeter the fruit it bears