The morning dew as it gently settles, upon Gods scape,
the sun shine performs its glistening affect, a vast the colorful array
As the light on the horizon, proceeds on its arc through the sky
And flowers turn their faces, as she slowly passes by
A cricket slowly climbs a blade of grass, and then another on its way
And looks to achieve, yet one more, and so goes the day
A bird sings a melodious song, then is spoken to by others
The sisters and brothers joined together, ones of a feather
A solemn cloud passes by softly, to find others with which to band
Reuniting together with like minded, to perhaps give Gods nectar to the land
And then the sound provided, by a heavenly orchestral ensemble
And possibly a light show seen, while feeling skies rumbles
And as their party ends, and the sun starts again, to show its light
The glisten reappearing, and the beauty felt inside
All will bring a smile, one that can be simple and not contrived
A feeling of gracious happiness, and one that makes you feel alive.