Poem "Sunshine and Chlorophyll" (An ode to the morning mist)

Dim is the illumination as dawns a new day
The soft breeze ,which but quickly bushes over the cheek,
Ere it is gone lingers yet a moment.

Impreceptible at first, but moving deliberately
Out of the mist, a lone man seeemingly unaware of the
Troubled world whic surrounds him comes forth
On his mechanical steed.

The man is at peace with the bounteous glories of nature,
which surrounds him
His mind cleared by the tranquility of the moment turns to
Deeper thoughts as he revels in the sensations only found in the solitude
Of such a moment

The musty smell of damp grass embraces his every sense
Suddenly there is a thought " is this the smell of Chlorophyll?"

Oh! his joy at his sudden revelation
The pulse races for just a mooment
Then this the mans simple thought passes into oblivion as he tops a
Hiillock and faces the rising sun

This then is the simple joy the pleasure we all must seek
To find the moment like this man
When we can find our peace

Written by Mark Day 4/10/2008 {inspired while watching Jimmy the custodian riding his lawn tractor early this morning}
Copyright by Mark R. Day all rights reserved