Wednesday, December 27, 2017

Breaking Day - A Poem

In the early morning before the break of day,
riding a motorcycle across the plains of Kansas.

Coolness rifles through the body,
you know that you are alive.

Riding west as the blackness begins to fade,
 the beginning of a new day is about to dawn.

You can see the sun rays coming from the east,
hitting above the horizon in the west.

As the east lightens,
the day is breaking.

There is anticipation of the sun on your back,
as the light from the east begins to shine.

The sun comes over the horizon the day has broken,
it is a new dawn, a new day with so many possibilities.

As the sun begins to hit your back,
it fills you with the warmth of life.

The sound of the road and the sun on your back,
guides you to your next destination.