Morning Light

The ocean calmly beats,
the steady rocks on the shore,
where my naked feet wait,
to be kissed by the stream.
My heart dances in the waves,
as the sun rises at the horizon,
and the first birds fly overhead,
as a sign of a new day.
Seashells scattered across the beach,
shimmer in the sun light,
like little clumps of gold,
waiting to be treasured and admired.
My heart finds peace,
in the silence of this morning,
where the bustle of the city,
is a million miles away,
so, I stay a little longer.
The first people walk passed me,
searching for the same serenity,
I have been looking for,
in the early hours of the morning,
so, I smile at them,
as a hopeful encouragement,
to never stop searching.
I look into the sun,
and I am almost blinded by her light,
but I smile again,
at the great familiarity,
that trickles like rain into my heart
I cannot catch the light,
and store it in my heart,
I can only capture it,
and pass it on,
into the world,
as a sign of hope,
in the early morning.