Sunrise respite

gathering books, journal,
and art supplies--time for
a little sunrise respite

going to get a front row seat--
before the gulls and plovers
sing in a high pitched  shrieking

filling up the distant hills
with  marina song and
 treasured feathers, quietly landing

on the beach-we've memorized
from the sheer love of  gentle--
meeting wild--soft sand covering everything

peering down at soft sand
and feathers--we look up
for guidance-- angel sun
without a reservation, rises

~kjl  2/6/19