The sun burst forth its light of day
from the desert floor and climbed white-knuckled over
the frosty rooftops
beaming a widening smile,
exhaling puffs or clouds
released in a distinct triangular way.
It dawned upon me,
low lit in golden rays, a sea of
silver hairs and etched face lines, wisps of cirrus water
afloat, I am Just
in Time.
Mercurial matters as these at sunrise
the ambience of obvious juncture
enlightenment-the way-
the light leads the I -
Back to the horizon.
Yet again...
This must be the first
genesis
Trinity taking the shape of day
like this one, our only Sun.
