Seeing Clearly in the Dark

I am up this morning before the sun, before the

dew, before the morning glories’ yawn,

before the enterprising early bird,

before the worm

 

before the dawn clears its throat,

before the paper boy’s coffee, even before

a train whistle so far in the distance it could

be yesterday or tomorrow

 

before a cardinal leads the nest in an invocation, and

several delicious minutes before a barking collie

becomes the starter’s pistol

that begins the day.

 

-- rLp --