Woodland Morning

Slow to wake, I rest
in wooded stillness.

Seagulls coo,
aloft
in fields of blue.
Breezes whisper by,
a delicate caress.
Cat tongues his fur,
damp with liquid sun.

Woodpecker taps a rhythm
through bone and sky.
Phoebe
Phoebe
Phoebe
pierces forest air to human heart.

Senses roused
By nature’s grand display.
My spirit buoyant,
ready
for this day ...