Journal

Musings and ramblings of my journey.

The beauty in the sunrise waits for no one

The beauty in the sunrise waits for no one
Some mornings more than others
An energy
an itch to create something out of nothing

In my state of wonder on the front porch
watching the steam dance off the pond
A hot cup of coffee
Breathing in the cool air of the fall morning

A great white egret as still as a statue
standing in calm waters
As the speckles of light started peeking through the trees
I ran back into the house to grab my camera

I knew I only had a small window of time
I knew this light didn’t last forever
I know soon the day will unravel
I know that every morning we can choose to play in the beauty of the sunrise

Venny Alub