Deep within the early morning light,
Softly breaking silence of the night,
Drift sweet chants of simple melodies,
Whispered hymns of sun and summer breeze.
One needs only silence plaintive thoughts,
Center on the joy each morn allots,
Clear your mind, and open wide your heart:
Feel the music simple songs impart.
Countless voices chant across the years,
Sing of love and loss and tender tears.
Happy moments happening each day,
Soon forgotten, never go away.
Acts of kindness given without heed,
Resonate to comfort human need.
Heard in coldest snow and warmest rain:
Modest murmurs sung with mild refrain.
Softly canticles set souls alight,
Singing humble, joyous anthems bright,
Shining through the darkness of the night:
Plainsong in the early morning light.
Mick McKellar
April 2015
The simple joy of waking up each morning brings to mind the mystical beauty of morning prayer or Lauds, and chanting of hymns to welcome the new day. Be the dawn the gold of risen sun or the pewter glow of misty morn, music rides the light and brings joy to the day.
Mick
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