At my window...
The gentle warmth of the sun
The room filled with streaming brilliance
The sweet sounding song bird song
The glistening leaves of the dogwood
The stillness of the lithe bamboo tall
The hush, the quietude
The breath
The embrace of the morning light
The room filled with streaming brilliance
The sweet sounding song bird song
The glistening leaves of the dogwood
The stillness of the lithe bamboo tall
The hush, the quietude
The breath
The embrace of the morning light
... known be I
... to the Presence.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
