Light is beautiful wherever you find it.
Peeking through trees and laceing green leaves.
Or kissing petals at morning’s first light.
The dew on petals the dew on grass shine like diamonds and are gone so fast.
Then in places unexpected the light brings shine and reflects the beauty of sky and pine.
Even passers by seem halo adorned in white with morning glow. Do they see it on me?
Now on the fence
Or down beneath the kiss of light is just as sweet.
Now through the fence
Or through the bough
Close to the bark
Or in a row
It all sings glory
And softly invites
See me. See me. See me!