Sunrise

poem by: John Prophet
Written on May 02, 2018 

I 
watch,
it shines,
golden in its
reflections.
It 
rises, bathing
all 
in its
splendor.
I 
see it all
clearly now.
A gift beyond
understanding.
Years of
knowledge
accumulating.
Days
 flip over,
one after
another. 
Speeding up
days 
seem to be.
Sunrise after
sunrise, 
days
careening along,
piling up
behind. 
Looking up,
I see the 
source 
bright,
darkness
retreating.
How many
more
will there be?
Soon,
sunrise 
will end,
darkness 
prevails.

 

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