Beauty
by Tim Mathis
Beauty is the morning sun
That breaks the dark of night,
And starts the day with rays of love
And makes the world feel right.
Beauty is an honest smile
That brings a heart to tears,
And gives it hope to start the day
And scares away the fears.
Morning Beauty
© By Eric J. Denten
Calm waters float ashore,
to wake the sleeping shells.
Awakened by the cold hand of water,
they rise to invite others.
Soaring through the dead sky,
escaping the dark pits,
the sky illuminates life,
brightening the world.
The forest quietly unrolls its vines,
wrapping softly to small peaceful waterfalls.
Ferns reaching with their long arms,
to grasp the warm feeling of life.
Inhaling air and dead sediments,
flushing out to all.
Fresh air kissing while it passes by.
Forgotten pasts,
new day,
starting over,
good morning. . .
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2007-06-15 05:03:31
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answered by Serendipity 7
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From an old gospel song made popular by Cat Stevens:
Morning has broken, like the first morning,
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird,
Praise to the singing,
Praise to the morning
Praise for them springing
Fresh from the Word.
2007-06-15 11:38:15
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answered by Elaine P...is for Poetry 7
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But, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad,
Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastward hill:
HAMLET
2007-06-17 08:01:49
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answered by Anonymous
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