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i belong to morning 



when morning surprises me with its music

and words take wing into the rising sun

my heart expands to sing Your name,

the bottom drops out of my breath

and from deep in my longing

memories open a naked window,

the air shivers around me

i taste love’s aroma in the crying wind

You smile from the undulating hills

and wild grasses rise up around me

like protective daughters

flocks of sleek winter geese

call my name into the clouds

as the sea prepares to greet the day

Copyright © Sharon Lopez Mooney, “I belong to morning”, originally published in Numinous Magazine, ed. Stephanie & Edd, Philadelphia, PA, September 2023 -

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