I was shuffling around the house

early this morning,

checking the running list in my head

of all the things to get done in a day.

Was I still tired…or already tired?

Then I passed by my front door

and caught a ribbon of

purple, orange and yellow

out of the corner of my eye.

I stopped in my tracks

and saw this stunning sunrise

illuminating the sky between

two houses across the street.

I just watched for a minute

and forgot about the running list,

about getting anywhere on time.

I felt grateful for the light,

for this morning miracle that never

forgets us to show up for us.

Every morning, right on time,

the sun comes up…

some days with a little more

fanfare than others.