The Moon was full, high in the sky this morning
I did not intend to wake for the sunrise.
But both the Sun and the Moon beckoned me.
So I rose unresisting.
And headed for the hills.
No Moon in sight.
No Sun either.
Just me, the dogs, the birds
And the promise of another unpredictable moment.
For fifty years I've been asleep
To the magic of sunrise.
Asleep to the Presence
That comes with new light everyday.
But today is another day, and if I'm lucky
I'll have another chance tomorrow.
Awash in mist, the whole hillside
Waits with bated breath
For the pale gold orb that rises
delicately above the blanket of mist below.
The cool wash of morning chi energy
Swims up my spine...
The whisperless reward for those who
greet the gift of Dawn
Gratitude wells up in me every morning
To know that Sunrise is free
And it is everywhere,
Everyday.
The only thing I need to do
to receive this gift
is be Awake.
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