My alarm sounds.

I rush outside,

Dressed for the weather,

Just to treasure a few moments

Of Heaven.

I gaze, amazed,

As the colors rising from the East

Light up the sky with

Brilliant blues and

Youthful yellows.

I must leave,

But I will return tonight

For the final parting show.

                  …

The air becomes breezy and cool

As day turns to night.

The sun that was so high in the sky

Is settling into its nest for the evening.

The colors are different,

Softer,

As if saying

Good night.

I wave good bye to

The paradisal purple in harmony with

The passionate pink.

Then,

It is gone as soon as it came.

The colors are taken over by the dark.

But no need to worry.

I will jolt out of bed tomorrow morning,

And witness everything,

All over again.