Morning Calls

Creation breathes life into a new morning with gentle breezes. Tree tops sway lifting arms of praise stretching toward the sky. 
A flock of ducks form various shapes in their synchronized flight toward a new day of ever changing scenes. High above the ground they fly in formation performing their perfected routine. 
Hummingbird announces his arrival at the feeder as he begins his rituals of flight and feeding.
Lone crow steaks across the sky calling all things to order in his loud cackle –
Morning calls another day with pink stretching into blue. An array of random clouds shaped and textured highlight the pale blue sky. 

Author: belindabotzong

I am a writer of historical fiction currently working on a novel based in Washington State from the years of 1900-1945. I love to write poetry and prose inspired by Creation, as well as share in life's journey through grief, mental illness, and travel. I am very blessed to be able to pursue my passion of writing, creating, and sharing my thoughts here.

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