Sunrise Night envelops the earth-the diminished detail of shapes hidden in the shroud. Awaiting. With the passing moment first light creeps in the distance awakening the sleep. All things arise to give voice to the approach. The unseen breath rustles, the shifting air moves, the foliage, heavy with dew condensed in darkness, drinks deep for the light exchange. Nocturnal eyes open and observe the gathering perception of what must be attended to. Life. In a cacophony of pleasure each cries out to make itself known. The banter of birds nestled high, the shudder of leaves yearning, the muffled imprint of movement, each voices the dawn of day. A celebration ensues in the gaining momentum of life filled light. Until. Quietness descends as the molten sun peers unto all things- exposing the earth. All are powerless in its gaze. All praise. The day has arrived. The vigor of life initiates and opens the world to be seen. All respond, awake, and enter into the light of things that are kindred to each other.
Posted on: Wed, 19 Jun 2013 00:27:46 +0000
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