The Beckoning of the Sun by Anita Kuno

A place for me to post my poetry whenever the muse whispers in my ear.

you beckoned me this morning
waking me
your daily birth a call
desirous of a witness

I awoke to see you
beautiful and rosy
newly formed for this day
round, and pink, and glowing

your creations do best in company
the stretch of your smile
travels far
warms many

the call to divide
and multiply
creates more
more witness to your wealth
to your power
to your passion

your enthusiasm for sharing
is contagious
so much love
must be shared