On our early morning walk,

The dogs paused beside the road,

Nosing their way through the luxuriant new grass.

“What a pleasure,” I thought,

“to immerse yourself in green.”

Smelling, tasting, being

as the new morning sun

lights the dew into sparkling.


Just then,

I caught sight of a circular web

delicately hung from a twig

making rainbows as it swayed gently in the sun.

“Good Morning, Earth,” I said,

Seeing Her all around me, vibrantly alive.


And She replied with a fine mist

That rose from the grass

as She breathed out the cold earth

and surrendered to the Sun.



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