Morning : Constanza

I watch the newly breaking day
Yonder above the mountain dome
With flock of white birds like a foam

Morning fog gently greeted me
Giving a comfort and solace
Sanctuary for my inner peace

Like a scene in a fantasy
The meadow’s flood with purple haze
Circling above the flower maze

Brings a dew of tranquility
A strength for me to keep going
Feel so blessed that my heart sing

What wholesome moment can there be
It’s a new day to celebrate
Another chance to live life great!

I watch the newly breaking day
Morning fog gently greeted me
Like a scene in a fantasy
Brings a dew of tranquility
What wholesome moment can there be?

---

Written in response to Eugie’s Weekly Prompt – Morning Fog, hosted by Eugenia