Caught in the sunrise this morning
As I was heating my coffee
The color on the horizon got my attention
Through the small kitchen window
Standing there, gazing
At the hot pink against the deep blue of the upper sky
And the soft yellow to the north where the light was already reaching
Something in me knew this may be only color I see today
As clouds and rain are in the forecast
Even better foretold by the blanket of clouds quickly moving in
Spreading across the sky leaving only the six feet of horizon
Just enough space to see the brilliant colors
The start of a new day
The pink reaching further up now, the orange glow following behind
The color now reflecting in the small creek to the east of the house
And in the puddles on the gravel driveway
This scene holds me here
My coffee now too hot
Holding my mug letting the steam rise to my face
As the color and light
Reach into my heart
Offering lightness and hope
May I peacefully let this day unfold
Bringing all that it has for us
Trusting
Patiently
Expectantly
Of the goodness and beauty that awaits
And may the color of this morning
Hold in me
As another grey day
In February
Comes upon us…
February 2020