Our Morning Song

As the sunlight seeks me,
I see the early clouds
Kneeling on the mountainsides
Etching their hopes
Into the unmoving slopes

Vestiges of the nights,
Waiting but not expecting,
Forever they are
But a morning away.

by Ena Nin

Comments (6)

I read this six years ago and it's more beautiful today...wow
Morning is wonderful waking up to a good scenery. It somehow inspires you. It makes you look up to another beautiful day and another, and another, because you know that it will still be there... :) i like this poem. I hope that my interpretation was correct.
Lovely morning song verses here.
very radiant lines on your emotions, Ena
A lovely expression of your feelings about what you see.
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