What's Going On?
- paulandrewrussell
- Sep 10, 2023
- 1 min read
Sunrise breaking, camera in hand
In nature's beauty, here I stand
Clear mind, fresh air
Eyes watching, everywhere.
A hare, a dear, bounding by,
As the dawn chorus fills the sky.
All before me illuminated red and gold,
A magical fillip for the soul.
Mornings like these cleanse me,
Mornings like these refresh me.
I'm a very lucky man,
Wandering in nature, camera in hand.
Paul,
This poem has all the ingredients to deliver a very pleasing poem. It has the early day light and the mood, as captured.
It's great to find you here writing again:)
The poem reads like a morning prayer with joy. Beautiful.
Paul, so good to see you! It has been a while. We all need moments like these to cleanse us. I enjoyed this peaceful poem so very much.
Paul, thank you for linking at What's Going On? So lovely to see your name pop up there. Like you, I love nothing more than wandering through the beauty of nature, camera in hand. Your poem reminds me I havent done that in far too long.