Up so early again
I rise before the first glimmers of light
I stumble through dreams
To begin my day
The ritual mixes with rhythm
To get me out the door on time
I wait for the train and think,
it’s so early
As the city comes into view
So does the light
Awakening shapes and shadows
That hold countless stories
This cycle continues
A beauty so often unnoticed
The times of transition
Are precocious gems
We close our eyes
To what we don’t wish to see
And in doing so
We often miss life
The light and the dark
Have lessons to share
If only we’d open our eyes
What magic awaits us…