When The Morning Breaks Poem by Daleen Enslinstrydom

When the day begins
with the silence of the morning
and the sun is still asleep
I lay warm in your arms
and I wonder what this day may hold for us

and my mind takes me
to beautiful places where worries do not exist,
where we can sit next to tranquil waters
and watch a hummingbird
as it hovers over a protea flower

and all the other birds
do sing in harmony
while we sit in the shade
of a old sycamore tree

and the butterflies flutter
from roses to gardenias
and a rainbow
hangs over the waterfall

and it’s a place
where the sun is always warm
and we will never grow old
and all of the children
are happy and gay
while they play and sing

and the lamb and the lion
lies in the shade of a baobab tree
and all the animals around us
graze in peace and are free

and when the morning sun
shines through the window
I look at you and I am grateful
that I am still alive

and when your eyes meet mine
I see the wonders of love in them
as this is a day that God have made
and I think to myself
that the hours can keep their secrets
for just a while more

and the birds sing a song of praise
and I experience a small piece of paradise
when the morning breaks.