The dawn chorus reaches its crescendo
As the sun rises slowly, gently and with purpose
The trees and plants wake from dreams of acorns and seeds
Secure in the knowledge their roots run deep
The distant hum of early morning traffic
Somehow feels part of nature\'s plan
As I breathe in the sweet smell of mother earth\'s bounty
Are we still connected?
The freshness of the springtime new
Invigorates and stirs my soul
I feel content, at peace
And I wonder at the sheer
Magnificence of it all
In awe of the life around me
If only I were always this humble
But my kind of life goes on
Bills need to be paid,
Jobs need to be worked
These civilised distractions
Shallow in comparison
Take a hold of the mind
And yet, all I have to do
Is to look out of any window
And I\'m singing with the dawn chorus