Sunrise

First light
Pedaling boards
In the dewy shadows

I am surprised by the
First-lighters
Children, teenagers, middle-agers, old-agers

All seeking the same thing:
Solitude, companionship
In the waking dawn

To walk, run, or cycle with the ocean
To our right, heading north
To our left, heading south

Perspective is
Perception
Pedaling,
Waiting for this first light
To reveal
Daylight

Watching the curve
Of our spinning sphere
Dip down
Below the first sliver
Of fire
Obscured by clouds

Revealed through lighted slats
Red, orange, yellow, purple, pink
Refracted,
Spreading across
The wide swathe
Of heaven

The glory of God
The glory of earth
The glory of reliability

The glory of knowing
It’s coming
And yet
Standing
In wonder
At its appearing

Breathless beauty
Predictable,
Hope-filled
Unexpected sunrise

About Julia

Welcome! I'm so glad you stopped by. My name is Julia. I am a wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister, a friend, a teacher, and most recently, a writer. Above all, I am a daughter of the King. I am constantly amazed at God's goodness in my life; undeserved and unlimited. Come sit and visit awhile. The teapot's always on the stove.
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One Response to Sunrise

  1. Anne Oosting says:

    sounds like you are rising early and enjoying it have a great full last day!!love you Mom

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