Birds sing with me in early morning light..
Birds sing with me in early morning light,
Their chirp and chatter rhyme with mine.
I smile as my feet kiss the wooden floors.
Gathering hummimg momentum,
My body sings.
Joyously feeling life and love.
Brothers, sisters, part of my morning prayer.
Could not all humanity feel this harmonious?
This pleasant pulsing emotion?
No explanation, only acceptance.
copyright Es-tee Miller
“When we feel, a kind of lyric is sung in our heart.
When we think, a kind of music is played in our mind.
In harmony, both create a beautiful symphony of life.” ..Toba Beta
When we think, a kind of music is played in our mind.
In harmony, both create a beautiful symphony of life.” ..Toba Beta
itsallintheviewwithestee 
Your poetry brings a calmness, groundness to me when I read it. So beautiful Es-tee. Please don’t stop, I enjoy reading your posts.Jules
Lovely thing to say Jules, thank you so much!