The sky is painted a musky orange and is reflected perfectly like a mirror on the calm, still lake. A flock of ducks are also anticipating the rising sun, “pshhhh” goes the water as they skim their way along before landing with such grace. The morning birds are singing a song high above me as I sit on an old tired log next to the water’s edge. Every now and then I see bubbles coming to the surface then pop, creating small ripples that slowly fade. The slither of bright light starts emerging from the rugged mountain in the distance. Wishing I had my camera, my words and memories are the only thing able to record this moment. I can already tell it’s going to be a scorching hot day by the way the sun is warming my face, blinding my eyes and baking the mud below my feet, giving off a musty scent.
Each breath of light this mesmerizing sun gives, the more energy I gain. The golden rays are shaped just like a halo spanning the entire horizon leaving me in awe with the world. The sun shines like a spotlight across the lake glittering like diamonds, I have this sunrise rising all to myself and I smile at the fact it’s rising just for me. This is one of those moments I knew I had to walk, I had to write it down and let the glory of light reset me to my core. Right here, right now I have everything I need in front of me. This is what life is about. This moment belongs to me and I belong to this moment.
