How The Sun Rose
Amazing poetry by a talented writer.
how the sun did rise this morning!
I woke beneath a blanket of night
shadowing my bones in an icy chill.
I told my heart hammering within,
The sun will rise
and the night will give birth to a breathless kind of new. And
then, I can laugh off the frost of what was and wrap myself
in the overwhelming radiance of today.
So I waited
as minutes stretched into moments –
monumental pauses and striking wonder
as the sky purpled and winked at me
from the place I sat drinking warm coffee.
how the sun did rise!
A flickering flame bursting open,
unapologetically -like a peony opening with
glossy petals and sticky newness each spring.
I could feel the lavish rays melting against my palms,
raised and stretched open wide,
expectantly – eagerly.
I watched as the day was born beneath heaps of gold and
breathing red. Swollen…
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