Morning Light

When the morning lifts in light

Over misty wood and stream.

And from heaven's azure height

Falls the silence like a dream;-

Then the joy-bird on his tree

Pipes of love and hope to me.

Wlfred Campell

Since I was seeing nothing of interest this morning, I reflected on the beauty of morning light. How the streams of sunlight coming through the woods create such a peaceful and beautiful environment. It is in this setting that I can reflect and refuel with feelings of hope and serenity. There is no other place I'd rather be, when God opens the venetian blinds on the window to the universe, than at the Connetquot River State Park.