Symphonies of the Dawn

The sounds on this cool moist morning
Are Repairing broken glass in the windows of my soul

The fog has cleared

Small rain droplets fall
Massaging the heart of the earth
Tending to the soil for the the emerging of life

My garden has repaired
The seeds that have been sown have been lost in the drought until this day.

As birds chirp and soft winds blow
My lungs are filled with the breathe of peace

City sounds of bus's driving by, and mta trains are no longer a bother,
Yet they are perfect complimentarity
Adding percussion to this symphony of urban life

Not a single car horn honked this morning.
All is gentle and still this day.

What seemed impossible is merely a shadow of love.
An imprint of the light rising has shone on me today,

And I have awoken from my sleep with joy.

- The Symbol
- All is Love