Secrets

Secrets In the wee hours Before the morning light I listened to the flowers Speak of the Earth so bright Before they should awake Before the rising sun The moon across the lake Tells them morning has begun They speak of Earth born anew Out of old Earth's body shell I didn't think they had a clue Who would the flowers tell Secrets that even humans do not know I couldn't comprehend I heard them speaking low That old Earth has to end I listened with great intent To everything they said I wanted more. Now that my ear was bent Excited to know what lay ahead By now the sun was shining bright Every flower turned it's head To greet the sun with much delight And I went home to bed For I am a Night Owl, you see I listen to nature speak During the day I sleep in a tree At night I am unique. Copyright © 2005 Lunaria (Lila May Guptill)