Bare feet on glistening wet grass
A chorus of leaves rustling, humming
Wake my soul from its stupor
Black Labradors howling protest
Over the bread man’s honking horn
Stir my listless heart
Snails hurrying to greet the worms
Pacing through slithery trails
Unravel my knotty sinews
Zesty sparrows collecting by the gazebo
Quarreling over seeds in a frenzy
Remind me of God’s grace
Frogs and turtles chatting by the pond
Placid water disturbed by their noise
Tell me that silence is a virtue
Hungry blue birds avidly watching
Over tiny ripples made by wee fish
Warn me of the day’s perils
Carillon ringing its morning tidings
Clangor against brassy chapel bells
Arouse my lust for life
Evergreen giants brushing off
Wet mist from heavy shoulders
Teach me tolerance and forgiveness
Spectacles, tableaux, and pageants
Greet the dawning of each day,
Mornings God has made, rejoice and be glad
Eddie Roa
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tagaytay-mornings/
