Morning in the Everlgades

Early morning drive through the Everglades

Morning Everglades

{by Yours Truly}

The car speeds west across the Glades

A blur of Cypress and Sawgrass blades

A million birds float through the air

And I sit and think and look and stare.

The sun is peeking behind my head

And the sky begins to glow and shed

Its darkened cape that hides the light

Of pink and lavender and orange and white.

The bright red rays dance across my face

As I watch the heron, full of grace

Flap his mighty wings and glide

Over the Sea of Grass so still and wide.

The tips of the grass shine like gold

As the morning light takes ahold

And breaks through the yellow, nebulous mist

Like the romantic compositions of Franz Liszt.

Out the window I catch a roseate spoonbill fly

Its pink feathers turning deep scarlet in the sky

So rare and lovely to see my friend

I'm giddy with joy as I watch her ascend.

I take long and lazy sips of coffee

The sun climbs higher, turning from red to toffee

I rest my head but keep my eyes wide

To count the gators that go floating by.