Tassel-glow

Feel it;

feel the tassel-glow 

of morning.  Feel the 

tassel-glow of the 

morning sun.

A golden, amber light 

touching your every cell.

Humming itself into 

every corner and holler 

of your being. 

A murmuration of sunrise

swimming along the tops

of the corn - on the wispy 

feathers of the cornfield - 

sings in clarity.

It is here for you to say

“Good morning”, and to

pick up the song. You have 

found one instance of glory 

so soon upon the new day.

Sing it.  Sing the tassel-glow

all day long.