… four in the morning…
… gradually… thin greyness oozing light…
… like developing magic amazing the photographic darkroom
a gently leaking of sound… the tuning of nature's instruments
… a stirring of life…unhurried unfurling as it always has been
a time for reflection… time for growing life…
… the eight week kitten … loose in my arms…
squeals softly… she feels it too… wriggles lightly excitingly anticipating day
… my thoughts… grateful I have another one…
four in the morning… one more emerging summer dawn…
© Peter Hunter 2014
