Spring Morning Light – v2

This morning, that spring-morning-light,
something special, magical, the low dim, soft light
illumining the reaching treetops, yearning for the light
the nascent buds, the flowers, farther down, unfiltered
translucent, glowing a cherry red,
burnt orange highlights, accents, dabbed as by a brush
a warming sun, not yet hot, awaking the forest, the woods
just off the highway, still visible into the thin groves
before the summer leaves block the view
spring morning light, washing through,
more than filtered light, shining spotlight still
down to the forest floor, all the woods awash, bathed
in that wondrous spring morning light


Edited August 29, 2012
“Spring Morning Light – v2”
May 11, 2008
“Spring Morning Light”

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