Early morning mists envelop and swirl
Beneath Smokey’s English topography
By day, she sports a stylish new fall coat
Angled vertical ripples in sepia
With textured points of cedar-ed green
Contrasting veins of rust invading her
Lofty domain now halo-ed in fiery
Magenta - fused cyan and yellows
Printing hallowed images in my
Photographic lifetime-d memories
Arising to this early morn’s sacred kiss
With morning’s peace cupped in steaming
Tea, quietly waking my sleepy space
Wrapped in sixty watt electric lights
Serenity affording sweet silence
A gift sent so I might read in His stillness
(White-Noise Free, Tennessee
November 2,2006)
Debora Short
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sacred-kisses/
