Sunday morning reverie

Cleansing rain washes away the week
as I rise from sleep
reconnecting, reflecting, & resurrecting
a dream.

Sunshine clears the clouds
that blur my vision.
Cardinal, finches, & wrens
sing in my heart.

Grace has taught my soul
I have more to give than withhold
release, rise, & rejoice
with love.

Entry filed under: Poetry.

Jazz & Poetry