Morning Minuet

The vivid new air
of morning
speaks a language
of possibilities,
seeks the steps
appropriate for
the unknown day.

Birdsong; leaf-light:
creation fresh,
scrubbed and combed.

It whispers
an invitation
in a lover's voice,
low and full:

"dance with me,
dance with me
dance with me;

oh take me
in your human arms
and lead me
into tomorrow."

Each new day,
we partner
with eternity

and onward,
into the unknown,

we dance.
  - mce