Bare feet on glistening wet grass

A chorus of leaves rustling, humming

Wake my soul from its stupor

Black Labradors howling protest

Over the bread man’s honking horn

Gladden my jaded heart

Snails hurrying to greet the worms

Pacing through slithery trails

Ease my knotted sinews

Zesty sparrows collecting by the gazebo

Quarreling over seeds in a frenzy

Remind me of my daily grace

Frogs and turtles chatting by the pond

Placid water disturbed by their noise

Impress that silence is a virtue

Hungry blue birds avidly watching

Over tiny ripples made by wee fish

Stir my awareness of other’s needs

Carillon ringing its morning tidings

Clangor against brassy chapel bells

Arouse my lust for life

Evergreen giants brushing off

Wet mist from heavy shoulders

Teach me tolerance and forgiveness

A spectacle, a tableau, a pageantry,

Greet the dawning of each day

Tell of life’s lessons in Tagaytay mornings