Morning by the Window

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I woke in time to see morning
smile, brush away clouds
that seem adamant
to let the soul step out from
dreary dark.

What strange realization
is this, that sweeps through
heart fields and floods
unconscious breath.

Resentment is a burden
that weighs down restful mind,
like wind that knows not
difference from waving grass
and infecund land.

I am sunshine when the sky
is grey,
I don’t care how harsh
and
obdurate your soul is,
even the coldest heart melts
when kindness seeps in.
Let the chips fall where they may.

 

Photo credits: Morning ~ Clarence White 1906

Posted for ‘Camera Flash’ @ Real Toads

and on ‘Poetry Pantry’ @ Poets United

54 thoughts on “Morning by the Window

    • Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Kerry πŸ˜€ so glad you liked it ❀️

      (and thank you for the lovely prompt)

  1. Old Egg says:

    You certainly have captured the feelings that seem to emanate from the picture of her contemplaing her life Sanaa. She is looking up possibly happily rather than bowed and saddened, so she will have a good day!

  2. Kim M. Russell says:

    What lovely opening lines, Sanaa:
    ‘I woke in time to see morning
    smile…’
    I also love the ‘strange realization’ sweeping through ‘heart fields’ and the echoes of the song ‘You Are My Sunshine’ in the lines:
    ‘I am sunshine when the sky
    is grey…”

  3. Vivian Zems says:

    Wow…the first line caught my attention. It’s a reminder not to take our days for granted. A thoughtful write throughout with a sound last line. Yup! I enjoyed this.

  4. herotomost says:

    This was perfect, it fit the pic like a glove. What a wonderful look at the morning and the replenishing feeling. I love the word obdurate too, great command of the language. Great stuff!!!

  5. Susan says:

    The smile of the dawn that brings realization is HUGE! I still haven’t completely decided to give up my resentment, though, yes, yes, they burden me. Poems like this break through the fog with great sunshine!

  6. Jim says:

    I like Sanaa, especially your conclusion,
    “even the coldest heart melts
    when kindness seeps in.”
    That is one of my trademarks, teat kindly even those who are, upset with me and my family. Going in, smiling as the snowplow opens the paths.
    ..

  7. dsnake1 says:

    this poem is so elegantly done. really a delight to read.
    “even the coldest heart melts
    when kindness seeps in.”
    : what lovely lines. πŸ™‚

  8. Sara McNulty says:

    Love the image of clouds being brushed away. Kindness seeping into every heart is what we need. Lovely poem.

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