Sleeping Through The Sunrise.

The darkness, with its brilliant stars,
A tiny crescent moon-
As beautiful as this has been
It will be changing soon.
The darkness fades and color starts to stream into the sky,
But few of us are watching,
And I have to wonder why.
This grand display is free of charge,
No need to wait in line.
There’s never been a screen so large
Or better set design.
You have to get up early
But it sure is worth the view.
I’d really be surprised if you have better things to do.
The beauty all around us
Comes in rhythms like a dance,
Each day an opportunity to join or miss your chance
By sleeping through the sunrise
At the very birth of days,
So why not start
To treat your heart
And be there when it plays.



John H. Bidwell