Life’s morning cup – A Poem

Image by Sanna Jågas from Pixabay

As sunlight inspects its hue,

The summer morning dew,

Quickly bids the Sun adieu.

Was it Dawn’s archer’s bow,

Or perhaps in times long ago,

Grass, trees, shrub and flower,

Volunteered for daily adventure,

To the secret gardens Babylon.

Where, each morning the Sun

Melts heaven’s permafrost ice,

Into a sacred hanging chalice,

Then carefully shepherds a drop,

To each petal and grass leaf top,

As offerings to life’s morning cup.

Published by Suzette Benjamin

Positive thinker, inspirational, writer, faith

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