there is something about
being outside in
the early morning
when most people are still in bed.
the sun has yet to fully warm the ground
and the dew clings to the grass,
sparkling in the light.
there is a stillness to this time of day
that makes me feel as if
nothing could be less than perfect
and the world is mine for the taking.
i love to leave the house early
(this morning, 7am)
and breathe the crisp morning air deeply as i walk.
the birds chirp their good mornings softly
and my mood soars high.
i feel most alive
when i am outside in
the early morning.