A Beautiful Awakening

This morning, I awoke to what appeared to be a dream

I stepped outside and felt the crisp morning air soak through my skin

The smoky haze kissed the Earth's floor

And the fragile sun crept her way up

Not being able to conceal her halcyon glow

The horizon was bare

And the air felt fresh

The frigid breeze pierced my nerves

Letting me know

That this vision was surely not a dream

But a beautiful awakening.

Reviews

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

I hope to have beautiful awakenings, too. :)

[chloe slagle]

you really are a great poet :) I love it :) great job!!

[MsJewel]

Lovely imagery, a beautiful poem Megan!
:) Julie

[Latifa]

much enjoyed hon i'm glad it wasn't a dream