I'M NOT A MORNING PERSON AT ALL, BUT MY LIFE'S CURRENTLY A SUNRISE

 

Fog smells like heaven

I go stand at the spot where I can watch the sun rise

And I loosen my scarf as it does

It feels like letting go

I never thought that could be beautiful too

I let the golden rays fall on me

And look at them slowly tinting the entire sky

It all takes a while for the hue to spread

Gradually, my days will become colorful too

"Hush, no rush", speaks the serenity in desertion

The morning freshness is a lullaby 

Nature's lullaby for me to wake, not sleep

For everything seems to be telling me, "Live darling, live"

To disobey would be worse than death

I'm not a morning person at all

But this strange sunrise, it's really something

Because it brings back to me, the old, familiar solace ♡