Sunrise

Today the sun rose earlier than usual.
My stare at the sunrise seems to linger.
I see the beauty, elegance, and uniqueness in it.
The sunrays kiss my skin and its warmth covered me whole.
Then the world around me starts to awaken.

The birds start to sing good morning while the racoons wave goodbye.
Dew from the grass cry out from the joy of seeing sunlight rise.
The morning joggers pass with a tip of their hats meanwhile alarms begin to ring for those getting started.

The sun finishes rising and the luminosity is dreamlike.
Perhaps someday, I can find the same charm when the moon takes the night sky.

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Reviews

[John the Baptist]

You should save that memory. It sounds almost mystical, something to see you through difficult times.