Lovely Sunrise

December 4, 2009

It’s an especially lovely sunrise this morning. The clouds are icy pink and swirling as if they are dancing. It reminds me that I really need to be out here for sunrise every morning. It is quite glorious, even my cat (Sketch) is taking notice. The pink clouds are turning gold and silver as a chorus birds, frogs, and other river creatures begin to sing. A tiny piece of the sky is peeking from behind the clouds seems a whole new shade of blue that has never been seen. I declare it birthday blue because it must have been born just for today. The clouds are forming a framed backdrop for the giant statue of a cross on the other side of the river. Just when I think it can’t get any better than this an old rusty train comes pushing its way across the tracks. I guess it just wanted to add a new texture to the layers of the morning show. The train leaves behind a silver and blue morning as three snow white birds fly off in formation as if to begin today’s duties. The tall grasses stand at attention as they fade from green to brown. They are embarrassed as their beauty fades with the onslaught of winter; and because it knows that indeed it is only grass, although grass has its purpose it could never put on a show like the one witnessed this morning. After all that fanfare, the bright gold orb that is the sun begins to slowly pull itself out of the clouds as if there are millions of people around to applaud the dawn of a new day.             

(c) 2009 by C. J. Stegall-Evans

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