A psalm of light

the morning is cold

the fields are frozen

but the shadows

are long and tall

hovering over the ground

full of morning dew

on the sleeping grass

and the resting flowers

building towers

of light

sending promises

of spring

the sky

is so blue

the colours

so bright

in the fresh air

of visible breaths

the light

the light

is glimmering

the birds

the birds

are singing

a song of hope

a psalm of light

to a heart 

lightened up

to the heaven

of waiting

summer diamonds

to come

at last