Just before dawn’s awakening,
When the new day shrugs off
Night’s ornate ebony shawl,
A symphony plays outside my window!
Softly at first, the music steadily builds
To a splendid crescendo,
In the magnificence of the rising sun!
A grand feathered melody
Rises into the tranquil air,
As dewdrops glitter like diamonds
Randomly strewn across the grass.
Voices raised in perfect harmony,
Bird songs welcome the sun.
Utterly enchanting music,
Beckons me to my windowsill
And I am privy to a concerto
Like nothing else on earth!
Every note is perfection,
As only Nature could ensure,
For the choir is ever changing,
And the songs are never the same.
© Annabel Sheila
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