In the Hush



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The dawn whispers good morning

Peeking above the mountain covers

Holding the dreams of silent lovers

A childish orb playing timid for show

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Reluctantly it rises, the world yawning

And as it crests the peaks of height

Pushing back all trace of night

There I, warmed by the loving glow

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It will rise to command the skies

Yet, now in the small of days

A single ray, sets to blaze

The meadow, wildflower rainbow

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The reds, the blues, the vibrant hues

Glisten for this morning kiss

A moment of heavenly bliss

Nature in all her beauty bestowed

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So, pass each day now, as you must

For etched is well my memory

By such a rare gift given me

In the hush, before sun grows

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Comments
13 Responses to “In the Hush”
  1. kristianw84 says:

    I must admit, there is something about the calm stillness of a morning before the sun rises. As much as I love sunsets, nothing beats watching nature turn to gold as the sun peaks above the horizon, highlighting everything in her wake. This is so beautifully expressed, my dear friend.

    • Brad Osborne says:

      The light and shadows cast by the rising sun are always unique and beautiful. The world seems quiet and unhurried in these moments. I am glad you connected with this image! ❤

  2. beth says:

    I love, love the early morning for the same reasons and thanks for this lovely ode to this very special time of day

  3. I too love the sunrise as well as your art in words my friend!

  4. petespringerauthor says:

    Sunsets understandably get all the attention, but the time before dawn can be equally spectacular. I like the imagery of this piece, Brad.

  5. Bridgette says:

    Such beautiful prose.

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