I wake up to the light.
The sky at 6:22 in the morning is bright.
About a quarter to a third of the year,
I rise before the sun appears.
These days are warm,
even when there are storms.
There're heavy clouds,
and gloom enshrouds.
But as this new day begins,
I still see the light streaming in,
giving this photograph its red, blue and green.
I seem to catch my self lingering on the blues lately...
ReplyDeleteindeed. it's probably the weather.
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