Sunrise
The sun rises
watched it more than once
listen to birds
sing their songs
the sound of rustling
leaves
in the song of the wind
the smell
damp
and close to the ground
branches creaking
from the weight of
animals
all alone
I've watched the sunrise
watched it many times
yet this time
as the sun crests
the mountain ever yonder
I hear the footsteps
light and crisp
sure but unsure
like a perfect mix
as they draw near
my breath is a cloud
on the early morning air
but it stops
and so do they
the sound of those beautiful feet
fearing yet not scared
worried I had
startled her away
I silently began to
breath
smoke billowing from my lungs
as she drew near
I pointed
to a place
beside the form
of my never resting soul
she sat down
and together
we sat
together
we watched the sunrise
together
we sat
we sat
together
forever
for eternity
together
we watched the sunrise
more than once
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh
Sun 4th Dec 2022 22:31
the song of the wind
I like that.