Waiting for the Sun

It was dark when I woke this morning, the early signs of the sun not yet visible over the mountains. Orion shone bright in the sky, a familiar constellation which has served to re-orient so many through the centuries. The street was quiet and still.

It would be awhile yet before the day; I returned inside to watch through the window awhile. The outline of the mountain peaks came into view just gradually at first, a nearly-imperceptible black shadow against the near-black sky. Soon, though, color began to overtake the darkness. Full light is coming.

This faithful transition from night to day is a hopeful one, and I am grateful again for sunrise.