There is an invitation
in the morning sky;
to being, to earth,
to another day’s birth.
And I feel the magnitude
and magic of the Love,
though I’m alone, is Friendship enough.
Gracious, generous; it pours through
soft rays of gold and folds of blue;
the wink of white that calls me to
understand this grand companioning
of treetops’ tenants as they sing;
of fragile body and curious mind,
both seeking Spirit, come round to find
the answer to my existential “why”;
the invitation in the morning sky.

~Cheryl Anne

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s