Poetry

Sunrise

The birds chirp with several notes of sweetness.
The morning crisp that is present in the air makes me more aware.
Aware of the sunrise that is ahead of us.
The sight that I have mixed feelings about.
Marking a new day, a new beginning.
I always thought about the way the mornings began. The way the sun rose into the black and dark sky lighting up with large rays. Reaching into the consciousness of me, making me face a new beginning. The remembrance of the events of the past day, no longer plague me with worries. I look into the sunrise and make the decision to move forward with new aspirations to follow. New sights to behold with different perspectives. The change is gradual, but there are many sunrises to give refreshed perspectives.