His Morning Song

Tossing and turning,
She was trying to protect herself from the shy strip of sunlight that was dancing on her face. It was 5:30 AM. "I am not getting up!" she thought to herself. She kept on fighting, like every morning, for those extra hours of sleep before she had to start her day.

Like every morning,
She heard the still voice saying: "Wake up! Let's go for a walk."
She heard a small voice singing: "Come away with me, in the morning..."

She had been ignoring him for a time now; letting him be on his way.
She avoided him so she could protect her sweet soothing slumber. But that particular morning, the voice sounded clearer, it felt louder. Recognizing that it was long overdue, she complied and responded to this morning song that has been serenading her for too many mornings without any reciprocation.

Slowly,
She sat up and gave herself time to let her consciousness catch up with this sudden decision to go for a walk... before the 6AM mark. Resignating herself to the fact that it was going to happen, she got dressed for the occasion, put on her runners, stuck in her earphones and walked out the door. As she turned on her music, she was pleasantly surprised to hear a mellow song playing; gently waking up her dazed mind from comatose.

The air was brisk. The morning was was peaceful.
Still in a state of drowsiness, she took in part of this fresh air she was surrounded in as she allowed her memory muscles to lead her to this park that she loves so. As she was passing by the houses and seeing the cars passing by, she noticed the secretive majesty of nature finding its way through the concrete of the suburbs.

She was not too far from her house when she walked by a bush she passed by many times before.
But on this serene morning, she was stopped by a host of birds springing out of it to find another leafy hideout. The unsuspecting passerby was delightfully startled by nature's unexpected motion picture. After such a beautiful introduction to what was to come, she kept an eye open for other surprises and hidden treasures that she might notice on her way.

A grin had found its way on her face as she realized who she was spending her morning with.
At this moment, a burst of joy bubbled inside her soul as she felt humbled to the fact the he wanted to spend time with her. She held on tightly to his affection as she kept on exploring with her eyes the mystifying beauty of this man made creation bathed in the majesty of nature. At the time where her mind had fully regained its alertness, she noticed that her beloved forest was becoming thicker, her park was getting closer. The air was slowly becoming filled with this comforting smell of fresh rain and humid soil that she enjoyed so.

For some reason, entering this man made park was always a thrilling experience.
It must be the way the leaves of the trees blend in perfectly with each other to create this picturesque path that hovered over her as she walked. As she entered this scene she loved so, she could never help herself but look up at the richly colored leaves glimmering in the sunlight . These were some of the scenes that made her life feel whimsical, if only for a few minutes. Walking in this park was like walking in a tableau mixed with moments where the tangibility of paradise was at the center stage and reality became its backdrop. This was her escape from the world as she knew it.

She always viewed nature as a gift;
One that made her heart filled with gratefulness and awe. This was the place where she could be safe; this is where she could think. Although, she thought it egoistic, she could not help but think that nature's beautiful landscapes were designed for her pleasure. In it she always finds serenity, because in it she always finds the one who relentlessly chases after her heart.

As she was softly called out of her dreamlike state by the one who tenderly woke her into consciousness, this time, she was ready to be still with the one who Loves her. Glad to have responded to His morning's Loving voice, she finally answered: "Here I am, Lord".