Sestina for the Sun Rise

I watch the sun rising without a sound.
It enlightens us to a clear blue sky.
There are countless gifts within the sunrise.
It has always been sacred in my life.
I would call it the most awesome of gifts.
It is the cue for birds to begin their song.

Perhaps that is the reason birds sing those songs
because the sunrise itself makes no sound.
The awakening of the soul is its truest gift
revealing a virgin day and virgin sky.
Morning birds bear the onus to sing of life
yet that is no burden when you watch the sun rise.

Within me I feel emotions begin to rise.
Something wells up within me like a song.
A song that celebrates beauty and life.
Though a whisper in my head it has a magic sound
and if it could my spirit would soar to the sky
I receive so much from nature’s simple gift.

Warmth means light and that is the sun’s gift
I have seen myriad flowers open to the sun rise.
Song birds juke deep into the blue sky.
I liken these moments as a que for a new song
Every morning we are blessed with a new sound
A new melody as we walk in our life

New rhythms we can found in our lives
In the light I can count my many gifts
as rays fill my soul I make a new sound
My heart opens wide and my spirit begins to rise
and from my lips I resound the sweetest songs.
Each one a kiss to give to the sky.

Now at full strength I look to the sky.
The sun beams down to me pulsating life.
To my soul its warmth is always a song
and I will always be grateful for such gifts.
I watch as the world begins to stir and rise.
It is a beautiful sight eliciting lovely sounds.


Look at the sun in the sky it is a gift
As it rises giving everything on earth ;life
Its song is warmth a most benevolent sound