Sunrise

The sun does not ask permission
to throw its gold across the hill,
it simply rises out of darkness
and bends the world to morning's will.

How I have stood at open windows
watching gold become the sky,
how ordinary is this miracle—
how extraordinary to be alive.

Drink the light before it's given
to the busyness of day,
stand and let the sun remind you:
everything has its own way.
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