Litany

Here comes the new day,
arriving sudden, transforming
the blue world of pre-dawn
into a golden bath of light.
Up in the pines, the jays creak
at each other, while down here
in the white froth of the orchard
hummingbirds and bees stir
the petals ceaselessly, chanting
hymns of intoxication,
a litany of delight.

Gyllian Davies 05.24.09