Morning Dreams

Dawn descending on the

bubbling brooks --- Babies

crying quietly in their cribs

Songbirds singing, swirling,

twittering, touching the sky

Faeries floating in fragile imaginations

Life, love,

peace, prosperity,

hope, happiness,

faith in the Father

The innocence of all souls joined in one
fleeting moment of harmony.

3 March 1991

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