Morning Tide

We rise early to watch summer untwist

The vale like a mug filled with steaming mist

For ranting and raving of busy day

Soon takes the morning and snuffs it away

Soft from the loft of time’s unstoppered New

Runs a rife river of silvery dew

Garnishing meadow and gilding the hill

Drawing the shadow from earth’s sky-wide sill

Come, early morning, from legions of grace

Goodness and mercy spill in Queen Ann’s Lace

Sail from the harbor that hails the pale wind

Who among us can one ripple rescind?

Kiss the gold valor of time’s tawny brow

Stir us to honor its incessant Now

Boon of the ages, soon swept from yon slope

Come, early morning, replenished with hope

© Janet Martin


 In the morning, LORD, you hear my voice; in the morning I lay my requests before you and wait expectantly.
Ps.5:3

How are you spending your morning? Mine looks like it's going to be green and gold...
Bean-green and gold;-)