Crest Of Dawn Poem by Kim Schilling

Crest
of dawn
carries rays
of quiet warmth,
inviting song birds
to welcome the day in
song while she rises happily;
aroma of spring dances through
open windows, fanning wispy sheers.
Lids close as she inhales heaven’s appeal.
Looking outward she sees the ginger sunrise
swelling to the fresh sky like bright flames;
brushwood sways beneath tender breeze
while young rosebuds grasp stoutly;
well-built columns of thorns.
She captures moments
on colored film
to cherish
today’s
morn.