{"id":69,"date":"2013-01-01T12:34:00","date_gmt":"2013-01-01T16:34:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/?p=69"},"modified":"2025-09-14T15:07:48","modified_gmt":"2025-09-14T19:07:48","slug":"morning-hour","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/morning-hour\/","title":{"rendered":"Lynda’s Journal – a Poem – Morning Hour"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Happy New Year<\/b>
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January 1, 2013<\/b><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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May you FIND just the RIGHT<\/b><\/i><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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for this new year.\u00a0<\/b><\/i><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Morning Hour<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n

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In the early morning hour<\/div>\n
a nippy breeze<\/div>\n
wrapped \u00a0around my bare feet<\/div>\n
like \u00a0soft gray cashmere clouds.<\/div>\n
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My own reflection<\/div>\n
slowly materialized-<\/div>\n
I was exposed, naked,<\/div>\n
on a clear icy glass<\/div>\n
surface.<\/div>\n
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Outside the frozen windowpane,<\/div>\n
an icicle boundary<\/div>\n
surrounded my view<\/div>\n
of the aging Douglas Fir.<\/div>\n
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I turned for a closer look<\/div>\n
through the silent porthole<\/div>\n
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Quick movements<\/div>\n
in the shadow<\/div>\n
revealed<\/div>\n
one tiny \u00a0ruffled bird,<\/div>\n
a solo performer<\/div>\n
hunkered down, deep,<\/div>\n
on snow-clogged branches.<\/div>\n
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Inside this room,<\/div>\n
a blizzard-<\/div>\n
a scattering of words still lingered-<\/div>\n
Waited \u00a0to be gathered,<\/div>\n
In a winter bouquet-written on a page,<\/div>\n
in spite of the bitter cold.<\/div>\n
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We have been here<\/div>\n
for a thousand years<\/div>\n

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In the early morning hour.<\/div>\n

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Copyright 2013. Lynda \u00a0McKinney Lambert. All rights reserved.<\/p>\n

Poem and Photographs by Lynda McKinney Lambert, 2013.<\/p><\/div>\n

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  Happy New Year January 1, 2013 \u00a0 May you FIND just the RIGHT WORDS and IMAGES \u00a0 for this new year.\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Morning Hour In the early morning hour a nippy breeze wrapped \u00a0around my bare feet …<\/span> Continue reading →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-69","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-trusting-god"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4gbwn-17","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":738,"url":"https:\/\/www.lyndalambert.com\/wordpress\/journal-writing-exercise-8\/","url_meta":{"origin":69,"position":0},"title":"Morning Hour – Writing Assignment #8","author":"Lynda Lambert","date":"March 4, 2015","format":false,"excerpt":"I know, everyone is longing for sunshine and flowers, but looking out my window today it is not realistic. 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