Watching the sun rise
Sitting in my room, watching the sun rise
While up above a lone bird flies
And the sky slowly changes its color
A cloud drifts behind another
The dawning of a new day commences
Eschewing any pretenses
I am simply a passive spectator
Not a giver, but a taker
The stars, candles of the night, disappear
How they once seemed to be so near
The purple of the sky gives way to blue
The grass sprinkles under its dew
Before me is a metamorphosis
Of a world that seems so boundless
Nature performs in all of its splendour
With a presence warm and tender
Magical changes happen with such ease
And the wind whispers a fresh breeze
The dark shadows move about on the ground
By a cloud the sun has been crowned
The horizon starts to glow a bright red
Another day has just ended
The lantern of the day sinks out of view
The sky takes on a darker hue
All the nighttime candles are lit once more
And the Milky Way starts to pour
Sitting in my room, watching the sun set
Once again, I'm in nature's debt
5 June 2008
