good morning

a bird alone announces the sun reaching the horizon

behind the mountains I can see

a soft ray of glow in tones of pink and orange 

comes to tell the secrets of the dawn

and colour this sober cyan sky 

more birds join the little orchestra

how I love this kind of poetry

makes me want to breathe deeper but slow

as some dark blue clouds appear 

in the midcenter of this live landscape like a final brushstroke 

the light of the sun is getting stronger for the whole sky

showing it is going to be the clearest saturday

as you and I hold hands, and kiss with all of our core

and talk about every single thing 

my anxiety for the wait of your arrival gets diminished 

by this artful distraction

oh how I love this kind of worth living picture

the introduction for another chapter

so vivid

bringing the unexpected to the table of the breakfast

good morning, good day, good life