Morning Light

All that is eternal in me
Welcomes the wonder of this day,
The field of brightness it creates
Offering time for each thing
To arise and illuminate

I place on the altar of dawn:
The quiet loyalty of breath,
The tent of thought where I shelter,
Waves of desire I am shore to
And all beauty drawn to the eye.

– Excerpted from “A Morning Offering”
by John O’Donohue

NEXT:
The Landscape Is a Mirror

See also the previous Wild Reed posts:
• It’s You
• Reunion
• Family Time in Guruk . . . and Glimpses of Somaliland
• Somalia Bound
• My Love, “Return to the Root of the Root of Your Own Soul”
• Still Smoldering
• Amidst Mississippi Reflections and Forest Green
• Sunset Reflections and Jet Trail
• In Too Deep
• In This In-Between Time
• Tender and True

Images: Saaxiib Qurux Badan (“Beautiful Friend”), Minneapolis, MN – Michael J. Bayly (4/25/20).