In the Dark
Walking toward the light.
Alone.
But not alone.
Morning mist rising.
Leafless trees silhouetted against the coming dawn sky.
Purple, pink, yellow and orange, colors of hope.
Their promise a gift of another day.
In the dark alone.
Mystery, silence and stillness are partners.
Wonder joins them.
Such beauty happens with every sunrise.
There is power.
Visible power in colors, in stillness, in knowing the sun will rise above earth’s rim.
Walking into another gift, life, hope, peace and joy.
Not in dark, walking toward the light.
Reminded.
Each new day is favor from the One who makes the sunrise.