Thursday, October 24, 2013


"Sunrise" by Edvard Munch

The magic is only moments away.
Hills and trees are dark silhouettes against the grayish sky.
The world is still and silent, seemingly dead...
Then, a flicker of something.
A bird
emerges from the black woods.
Takes flight, soaring higher and higher,
as if just knowing.
And, it happens.
Rays of gold reach above the eastern world border.
Caressing softly
and transforming everything.
The every day miracle.
And brightly new.

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