THERE IS NOTHING LIKE WATCHING THE SUNRISE. Why sunsets are so popular escapes me. It’s the sunrise I love.
The pre-dawn darkness that greets me and my bike lights this time of year is cold. And, dark. Not unfriendly, but not welcoming. It’s me and The Marvel, and since nary a soul is up, it’s just us.
The first man and woman on earth.
Adam and Eve… kinda.
Mounted, we roll into the quiet. In time, we see other early human shapes. Mostly joggers. Some walkers. Dogs.
The air chills my cheeks, fills my lungs, and brings my brain to life.
I’m alive!… and the world sleeps.
I’m working out… and the world sleeps.
I’m invigorated… and the world sleeps.
Dawn comes. The sky brightens. But, before the sun shows forth there is this gigantic wave of hope that comes over me.
Hope for warmth.
Hope for things to work out well.
Hope for the sun to rise and bless us all with a beautiful new day.