Morning in Epiphany

is that you walking with me

Morning in Epiphany

Morning melts me into sunrise
I hear magic wafting in the air
A miracle born on June's horizon
sees me turning a page of elder years
Quiet, almost by epiphany, I walk
into the breakfast table
sitting with the youth that brought be here.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Jacob,

We meet again, traveling down the avenue of words and themes. Thanks guy!

Regards,
Al

[Alfred Kukitz]

Hi Pryde,

A mental transformation amid the sounds of forest. Thanks!

Regards,
Al

[Pryde Foltz]

All exists in the energetic form ... and so yes I think it was you sitting with youth. Nice piece of zen:)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

ah youth...we hang on to it as long and as hard as we can....i think much of age is in the mind and how we approach each morning...

which of us will sit at the breakfast table? the younger version or the elder version.

j.