Morning Epiphany

As I step from my porch just before dawn cold silvery air surrounds me

The morning star hangs alone above shadowy roofs and a slice of new moon swings beyond the pines

Somewhere in the distance I sense the sigh of the sea

I stand for a moment to listen

A cardinal sings his urgent song and his mate answers from a far treetop

If all I have is this moment it is enough

~ Anita Mewherter from Stars in my Basket