September Morning

I am awakened by the changing light 

in the sky.

My body rises as the sun does the same.

I am drawn to the morning quiet.

Slipping out my back door with camera in hand

I take my first shot. Then thinking, "I have time",

I slip back inside to make my first cup of Joe.

The smell of vanilla and the perking of the brown liquid

prompt me to start the frothing process.

A white creamy substance begins to form

 in the bottom of my cup.
Slowly I pour the fresh perked coffee inside my mug.

As I watch the foam rise I anticipate my first sip.

Gently I bring the mug to my lips, feeling the cool soft 

froth, I start to drink it in. Warmth then runs down

 my throat as I enjoy the comfort of my

 first cup of coffee. 

With coffee in hand I grab my camera and

 proceed out the back door once again.

I walk down a few steps and out to the end of my dock

where I have taken many pictures of sunrises before.

I look around, snap, stoop and snap another shot.

My heart starts to sing as I watch God's beauty unfold.

I find a comfortable spot to sit and stop.

With knees bent and my back resting against a piling

I relax and close my eyes for a moment.

A cool east breeze brushes my cheeks causing me to notice

the changing of the season. With my eyes still closed

I drink in the quiet sounds of morning.

 I listen and hear the deep throaty sound of a pelican's song

 and the hard pressed flap of his wings as he flies by.

My eyes pop open when I hear one of my favorite morning sounds.

Olly the Owl is giving me his sweet morning hello,

"Hoot, Hoo, Hoot, Hoo".

 I found myself snapping shots as the sun changed the sky.

Her beauty unending, 

I give thanks for the privilege to experience the quiet peace of morning.

As her warmth lights the sky

 birds of all shapes and sizes began to sing and play.

Quietly I listened and watched this perfect

peace at the opening of my day.

May God bless you with his perfect peace.