Dawn

Sunrise, Saratoga Lake. Photo Michael Gaige

I wake at dawn

and open my arms to the sun

allowing everything.

I let the light

of our closest star

spilling over the rim

of our planet

burn through me

searing away the residue of grief

evaporating my watery sadness

leaving only this bliss body

balanced and joyful

this body bathed in light at the dawn

of a new day