The sounds came rushing in, where did it come from?
Has it always been there? Angels’ halleluiahs, God’s riant laughter
Pervasive, reverberating in crescendo at the gladdening hour,
Trilling with early birds, buzzing, whirring with the bees on morning forage
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Strong imagework...You have a unique structural style to your artistry, and it is not always eye-friendly...Taht said, your work still maintains good flow...and that's what counts. F j R 2009
Them soprano birds in the morning - you got that right - CROWS
I was almost spellbound by the imagery myself. Masterful description indeed. Mark
What a celebration of sound you write so vividly about. It is so alive, so incredibly beautiful and busy. Eddie, your last two lines revere the magic so very well. Karin Anderson
This reads like a symphony Eddie - - it is beautiful and filled with your joy in life - thank you for sharing it with us - 10 from Fay.....
a wonderful piece... very beautiful portrait of a wonderful morning...vividly described... superb write...very lively...the music is audible, i imagine the angels singing, the birds in their own melody... ...we can hear God's voice singing...in everything arounds us... 10+++