In the early morning darkness
The first rays of sunlight
Transform the world
From the shadowy closeness of darkness
To the promise of another shimmering day
I sit in quiet here
In the kitchen
The songs of the birds the only sound
Watching puffy clouds
Begin to take shape
In the cool early dusk.
You are sleeping, still.
Since sleep doesn’t come easily to you
I am thankful that I didn’t wake you.
I ventured into this morning alone
But never lonely.
I sip my coffee
Dunking my biscotti
Watching the sky go from indigo|
to powder blue
And then in a heartbeat
The puffy clouds glow pink
As the sun rises.
The glow changes to rose-gold to white
And I am humbled
To be the witness to such handiwork
The universe paints the sky
In magnificent hues for a few minutes
As we continue our journeys
To places yet unknown.
When you awaken
I will share this morning with you
Just as we share most everything
Maybe this evening we will watch
As the sun sets on a picture perfect day
Loving and knowing
How many blessings are ours.
By Deborah E. Dayen
Pictures taken by me, this morning.
The photos accompany the words perfectly. This is a great Sunday morning read, Deb. Thank you.
Thanks trE! It was indeed a lovely morning!
You are very much welcome!