Here I sit,
sleep in eyes,
viewing sunrise
through rose
colored draperies.
Ever so slightly
parted from the left,
offering me
the gift of morning.
Azure blue
fade to white
down dawning sky.
Horizon blocked
by almost picket
wooden fence,
orange rays
hidden by obstruction.
Dawn in the
apartment complex,
unlikely view.
Limited, yet stunning
in its perspective.
Reminds me I can't
always grasp the miracles
from where I sit.
So, I stand
Walk around my desk
throw open the door
and stroll outside.
Breath deep the
morning awe
To grasp the
magnitude of creation.