Why I get up So early.

I am a dawn watcher.

I like to get up early, when it’s still dark.

I like to sit and watch the sky slowly almost imperceptibly lightening.

It’s the quietest part of the day. Everything is waiting on this new dawn.

 

It’s different every day, every minute. Light hits clouds and color reenters the world. Today the horizon suffuses with oranges and pinks and the few wispy clouds turn violet. Everything is impermanent, in flux. The colors change all the time. The clouds mutate, coalesce, move on, disappear.

 

At last a deep orange lunette shyly appears and in rising transforms into a full bright circle of orange red light. The new sun sits on the horizon line for the merest few breaths before continuing its’ majestic rise into the sky of the new morning, What a gift.

 

We have been given the gift of a new day. A fresh start. A new beginning for ourselves, our earth for all living beings.

 

How will I use this gift of life today?

What awaits me as I step out into this morning light?

What is arising in me?

 

Isabel Rafferty, OP

Madison, WI