The clouds cover the sun rising

From behind the mountains

But the blue and pink tones

Still peak through.

The fog decorates the top of the trees

Like icing on a cake,

The view may not be clear

But the sun is still rising,

As it will.


The rain drops are heavy on the leaves

But they leave a smell so reminiscent

In the morning air.

The rain may make you shiver

But it only take a minute

To brew a pot of coffee.

Take a seat on the porch,

Or walk up the mountain

And watch the sunrise,

No matter the conditions.

Because the sunrise starts our day

And we only have so much time

Until the sun sets, and we meet the moon.

And the sunrises in our lives

Are limited.