I thought I was going to get to see the sun rise this
morning. There was a brief moment when all was calm and the sky was streaked
with red. The whole world was filled with anticipation it seemed; and I was
part of it. But then the clouds came and
covered the small, wavering rays of the new day. This happened slowly, the
clouds creeping over the horizon so that I didn’t notice it right away. Now two
birds are bickering outside. The moment of peace has passed and all is beginning
to awaken with a clatter to the hectic realism of life. There’s always tomorrow
I suppose. Maybe then I’ll be able to hold on to the ever-seeking sun for a
moment longer.
This is what I saw. It is also how I felt.