Smooth, orange, round safari sun,
creeing up behind the trees,
displayed in the middle of the horizon,
sleepily burning.
Colors bleeding around the sky,
soft pink,
blushing red,
inside -a- seashell purple,
all graced with smooth, creamy
tired, billowy clouds,
scattered high and low.
Serene beauty of the morning,
allowing me to touch the tip of God's finger,
the radiating beauty
of pure creation.
