Morning is here but not yet visible.
Somewhere behind the black
sky covering Morning waits.
Her appearing will be gradual,
slow in the revealing as a
kind recognition of my
waking consciousness.
When she feels the
time is right, She
will paint the sky above me with
shades of soft yellows and reds,
blend them into a wordless wonder.
We will say \"hello\" and together
we will open the door for
Day\'s arrival.