Morning Commute

the mist floats
like graceful birdflight
swooping over grass and trees
and a swirl scatter of dewdrops glisten
glisten and hum
a resonant drone of emergence

wide water ditch
calm and still in the crimson dawn
a flutter of crisp ice covers the grass
green and white and golden light

three trees hidden behind a distant fog
a haze of fog and mist and morning

and cars sweep by
too fast to see
too fast to care
too fast to see
natures waking beauty unfold