July 11, 2008
05:58 pm
I saw the sun come up this morning. It was the most beautiful sunrise I’ve seen in a long time. It was bright red and pink. I don’t think sailors liked it, as I recall a saying something like… “Red sky in the morning, sailor’s warning. Red sky at night, sailor’s delight.” This was definitely red. I stayed up all night, as I just was not tired. I played some WoW and then sat out on the patio. I listened to the sound of my windchimes blowing around in the breeze, and watched the sun slowly rise. Lucy slept at my feet, dreaming as she often does. As the darkness changed to day, the birds woke up and sang to each other, welcoming the new day. This is how it should be. While I could not sleep, I did find a few moments of quiet and peace. My head did not rush around from one thought to another. It was lulled by Lucy’s breathing and the music from my windchimes. The singing of the birds foretold the coming of the dawn, long before I could see the first light of day. They knew. They instinctively knew that it was time to push on and do what they were there for. Happily, they chirped. And then… the rose blush coming from the horizon… so slowly. It was as if a warm blanket was being pulled over the sky to get rid of the chill of the previous hours.
