Sunrise Glory

My eyes flutter open

in the predawn hours,

My face feels the refreshing

coolness of the early-morning air.

I catch my breath as I eagerly

gaze out of the open window.

I can see the picturesque lake

across which a sliver of the most

brilliant and eye-catching red

crests the top of the dark forest.

Serene hues of hazy, dream-like lavender,

pretty shades of rose-pink, orange and amber

begin to appear in the soft blue sky,

where a twinkling star sparkles

in almost solitary splendour.

Silver mist rises gently from

the quiet waters of the lake,

All is calm and still.

Suddenly, the rays of a

brilliant sun bursts forth

in ever-glowing radiance

through the silent forest.

The earth begins to awaken

from its peaceful slumber,

as a new morn is born.

A blue heron swiftly rises from

the other end of the lake,

flapping its wings, as it gently

fans its way over the water,

winging its way to distant lands.

The lake awakens at

the melodic call of a loon

to herald the new day.

The soft hues of dawn

turn bright with the

beautiful advent of the day,

as the rich colours of sunrise

soar majestically into the sky.

Swirls of pearl mist rise

gracefully over the lake,

crowning the sunrise

amphitheatre in radiant glory.

© MIRIAM JACOB