Tuesday 7 March 2023

A Plain Sunrise

The sun came up today
As the planet turned 
There was no fanfare 
The clouds were not turned golden 
It was simply dark
And then before you knew it
It was light
And the birdsong filled the air 
As it also does on those more spectacular mornings 
And In some ways 
That beauty 
Is far, far deeper
Than all it’s usual razzmatazz 
The beauty in consistency
Light always comes
And life erupts to meet it


8/3/21 - MJB 

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