04/11/2024
"If you listen closely some morning, when the sun swells over the horizon and the world is still and still asleep. You might hear it, a faint noise so far inside your mind that it must come from somewhere, from light rushing to darkness, energy burning towards entropy, towards a peaceful solution. Burning brilliantly, spontaneously, in the middle of nowhere and you, too, must make a sound that is somewhat like it, though that, of course, you have no way of hearing at all." I love this poem by George Bradley. At this time of the year seeing the sunrise doesn't require getting up so early - we might see it on our way to work or when we go out to walk the dog. Each sunrise is different and the vastness of the sky reminds us that each day is full of possibility.