morning – Picking Up Roots

Cancun Morning

a sharp crescent moon
backlights the dark armies
of clouds
marching across
the morning sky;

the air is thick
with the warm potential
of the coming day;

Nature's silence
stretches to
a slowly pinkening horizon:

a wave crashes,
a bird calls,
the wind moves
through the palms;

to experience this moment
is to know beauty

New Day

a half moon
hides behind a veil
of hazy pre-dawn clouds -

the night
not yet ready
to cede power
to the day -

its strength wanes
as the birdsongs rise,
the sky purples
ahead of the sun's
fiery entrance;

night becomes
a hazy memory
in the blaze
of a new day

Unclouded Eyes

there is clarity
in the cold darkness
of a November morning;

before the sun hints
at the night sky
the cold bites
at exposed skin
awakening the mind,
driving out the clouds
of sleep
weighted by the trials
of days gone by;

in this dark silence
the crisp air makes
anything feel possible,
all paths are open -
free from doubt -

lean in,
take the first step
towards becoming 
who you see
with these unclouded eyes