Just Me, the Stars, and Hope
Hopeful and wonderful words and thoughts shared.
I like to get up before the sun does.
It is a kind of race
to greet the day first, for
being alone in the stillness of the morning
When I walk in the quiet
of my slumbering neighborhood,
and I can look up at the moon
and the stars,
and feel the crisp morning air
on my sleepy skin,
I am like a wakening flower bud.
I open to the promise
of a new day –
of being in fresh light.
I am a rare creature, I know.
Few would take the covers off so early
to brave the chill.
But me? I just get some coffee in me,
bundle up, and go.
It is the most liberating time of my day –
for yesterday has been filed away…
and it is just me, the stars,
So, I lift up my voice
and sing, joining…
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