Morning Poem by spiritual seeker

O sleeping souls…
Wake up…
Wake up…
See the break of dawn…
See the miracles in God's morning…
How cool and fresh the air is…
Disappear in the misty air…
Smell the roses freshest ever,
Dew drops crystal clear,
Waiting for you to touch,
And cleanse your soul.

Morning,
Watch the sun rise behind the clouds…
And how light dances between the trees…
And birds singing and praising…
A new morning…
A new life…
Full of blessing.