Have You Met The Dawn?

because I have.

Glimpses of its majesty have long enthralled me

In spring, birds sing, flowers bloom early

In winter, light refracts through my windshield,

touching my frozen cheeks.

but to meet with dawn,

to sit down and commune–

communicate with such a phenomenon

was beautiful, ethereal, marvellous.

I was driving home from work one day

There dawn was,

parked by the side of the highway

I wept and apologized for rushing by too often,

barely stopping to say hi.

and dawn dawned further on me,

heaven must always be like this,

a forever of dawn,

light arriving on the scene,

except infinitely, eternally, and inestimably

brighter.

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