Horizon-vistas infinite---
Embrace, do
(simple-humble) I, that texture-soft midnight-black
punctuated with
myriad blue-white diamond-sparkle kaleidoscope
wooing a willing
spirit-wild with anticipation for adventure
dreams-of-Hope for an ever-better dawn-of-day
future-come.
In some wee-hour
space to indulge a fantasy-plethora delight.
Always---satiating-good,
the images…Pleasant-slumber! Son!
A body and mind
respite---A soul replenished…Awaiting…
…Dawn! A first peach-blush of the
promised ’morrow-come.
She soft-kisses
away the night-of-dreams coaxing Life!-renewed.
And, I’ll not
fight her subtle-invite; rather, luxuriate in her embrace.
Sunrise!-soon!
To stir the winds in struggle-reach above a far horizon
in that coldest
several minutes of another new-born day now red-ablaze!
Quick-now! Up
and fresh, a banana, perhaps, to stave a hunger-pain;
then, out the
door to feed the critters hay and grain, their breakfast.
Open the gates
and herd them out to forage for another day-fare treat.
Mid-morn to rest
upon the ancient hand-made oaken century-bench by
Grandpap-built
’neath the giant silver maple filigree-shade; a respite-earned
in
strenuous-labor spent playing with alfalfa-bales too heavy-in-resistance.
And---at the
(finally) long-awaited lunch-time…nourishing food-fare.
I live
yonder-south of warm-comfort high-sun noon;
a bit west of illuminated-alabaster
pale full-moon.
Mid-afternoon,
an ice-cream treat, to cool a heated-spirit, already satiated.
Eve’s lovely
purple hue-delight enhanced with elegant-supper fare.
Gathered-family
thankful-celebrate another “little”-victory of love.
Porch-swing time
to savor-sweet the day passed in solace-replete.
Perhaps---some
hot-tea and toast…then greet the night-time space.
Slip into
slumber-blessed in honor Praise-prayer to Glory Truth!-chant:
Faith!
Family! Freedom!
Might just be all there really---Is!
In one
eternal-instant the only mercy-blessing will be…His!
Amen!
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