Rise
Location
The fulgent naked stars
pore over me;
down they stare
from beneath their nebulous blankets
in the early hours of the morning
when all the world is asleep--
all but them and me.
I meet their endless gazes
from beneath my own blanket,
but soon
am drawn up and away
by their unblinking reverie,
and the awareness of the fledgling dawn
which greets these billions of spectators
and me.
As the stars close their eyes,
I open mine
to the steaming cup of coffee
and that auroral future--
that rise to power,
realization of dreams, and
the fruit of my efforts--
lingering
at the horizon, and
waking
with the dawn.
As the sun rises,
today is the start of my future.
As the sun rises,
so
do
I.