Beauty

                            Why I Wake Early

Hello, sun in my face.

Hello, you who make the morning

and spread it over the fields

and into the faces of the tulips

and the nodding morning glories,

and into the windows of, even, the

miserable and the crotchety ---

best preacher that ever was,

and dear star, that just happens

to be where you are in the universe

to keep us from ever-darkness,

to ease us with warm touching,

to hold us in the great hands of light ---

good morning, good morning, good morning.

Watch, now, how I start the dat

in happiness, in kindness.

                             MARY OLIVER

 

Presently as Shasta and I go out our front door for I walk I look to my right and am greeted with the stunning beauty of these two epiphytes blooming. "Good morning, good morning, good morning" these cheerful blooms seem to be communicating to the both of us. We both of us