The following was sent to me by a "Yo-Yo" reader...
A gentle breeze caresses her face, as it flows on endlessly- Leaving behind a touch of nature, as it continues thru infinity. And as a white cloud drifting high overhead stands out in a sky of blue-
She's captivated within it's beauty, while standing in the morning dew.
She hears a choir singing, as she looks up within the trees-
And views a host of birds, who appear to be singing happily,
Then as her eyes slowly wander, across a field of green-
She find herself inwardly captured, within this moment serene.
She hears a babbling brook, secured somewhere from her view-
And as she walks an unbroken path, her mind brings forth thoughts anew,
For as she takes in these wonders, that surly before her do unfold-
She encounters within a lifetime of memories, stories yet to be told.
She slowly turns around, and her mind willingly apprehends-
That when one beauty of nature fades, another one begins,
For all of these things she beholds, when darkness fades from sight-
And finds herself standing alone, In the early morning light.
She's captured natures purest moments, it's innocents you see-
And shows the world the glory, in something wild, and something free.
Her labor goes unpaid, but the benefits we reap,
She's usually out there stalking, while we are all asleep.
I hope this brings a tear to your eye, then we can say we got ya,
That is why we've come to love, the one called Tica Macha.
Are you smiling? I hope so.
"Amazing Grace" is today's song, sung by Elvis - One of my mom's favorites.
We took a trip to Graceland before she died. One of the only times I can remember, just me and mom.
Photos are not retouched. This is the "puro" sunrise. I hope it inspires you, too.