I woke up in a contemplative mood today...5:02 am. After peering through the curtains at the park across the street, I realized it was still too early. 5:31 am, awake again...so I decided to try and seize the early morning rays, and greet the sun as it hurdled the tree line. Thirty minutes or so went by, a gradual clarity intensifying around me. Where was the chariot of fire beginning its journey across the sky? A bit restless from this morning's disappointing enlightenment, I decided to walk away from the park bench. 6:18 am. Then I saw the orange streaks dancing ahead of me, and turned around.
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I woke up in a contemplative mood today...5:02 am. After peering through the curtains at the park across the street, I realized it was still too early. 5:31 am, awake again...so I decided to try and seize the early morning rays, and greet the sun as it hurdled the tree line. Thirty minutes or so went by, a gradual clarity intensifying around me. Where was the chariot of fire beginning its journey across the sky? A bit restless from this morning's disappointing enlightenment, I decided to walk away from the park bench. 6:18 am. Then I saw the orange streaks dancing ahead of me, and turned around.
2 comments:
ooh. love this. i love mornings like this.
I do to...they are a rare luxury :)
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