Bruce Cockburn Morning Hymn
Wind chimes flicker
Brittle corners slide away
Smile back at the day
Shadows flying
Like the mist before the sun
See the sadness run
Silk-spun web of pearls
Glistens in the grass in summer
North wind changes all the fields
To dazzling glass in winter
Come near to me
Hear this song I sing to you
Are you singing, too?
