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Sunday Sunrise

Sundays, a time for a reboot

A relaunch, a rebirth of sorts

Of sorting out what to keep

What to leave behind

The Sun is rising

With both Moon and a Star still on the scene

Each becoming more distant,

The Moon and Star

As the Sun moves in to be seen

The evidence of the Sun is there

Before it has fully arrived

Like a pregnant woman who waddles and grows

The Sun is coming and even the Moon and Star knows

Photo by kazuend on Unsplash

The clouds serve as a mirror

Of the glory yet to be revealed

An audience for radiance

For brilliance and grace

Many will pass by, seemingly unaware

The birds fly expecting Its routine arrival

Roosters in the distance beg us to witness

Its appearance

THIS is the day the Lord has made

He made It and He made me

Photo by Greg Rosenke on Unsplash

Powerlines can’t ruin It

Street traffic can’t drown It out

Moon and Star fade

As It peaks and peeks to the East

Photo by Max Böhme on Unsplash

The birds come to perch

Like me, they wait and wonder

Are they ending or beginning their day?

Photo by Juliana Malta on Unsplash

The casino lights have dimmed now

All seeming to realize

Compared to the Sun

They are no match

Photo by Dawid Zawiła on Unsplash

THIS is a day the Lord has made

Now it’s up to us, it’s up to me

Rejoice and Bloom!

Featured photo by Ryan Hafey on Unsplash

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