On A Bright Day Poem by Paul Reed

There is a morning when I wake
And all is coolness around me,
There are empty streets
And there is no hurry;

Everything is settled and in it’s place
Cares and fears are put to one side
Even wars; just for the day
To sample the moment;

There is a hush and a quietness
There is no excitement
And wanting has abated
There is just contentment;

There is no hunger and no tears
No pain and injustice
Only soft whispers of hope
An even warmth on the land;

Floods dry and winds still
The world is perched in space
Having nowhere to go
But only to rest.