This way to today

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.

Anti-cedent

It all started here-when-
It was not begun-before
It was said
In the beginning
who said It
when It was
the first
notion before motion
set in-
side-out-
side the difference in
between mover and moved
when It
is found In
and all around
before sound made it
said or heard
It was on the third day
It was idea, a seed sown
the sky glown
in sacred rhyme
the making of
difference In time
then and what
will be
started over
counting It out
to find our place
only to begin
again
at one.

Image by Gustave Doré (1832-1883), Creation of Light[Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.