Each moment passing
Fading into memory
Waiting on sunlight
Computer Whisperer
This new day begins
Filled with opportunity
As the daylight grows
Yes, I am awake
And the birds sing with vigor
Dawn has not yet come
I’m amazed at the number of birds singing right now. Well, I think one of the loudest sounds is an insect, but I digress. It’s quite boisterous. Oddly, as daylight comes their sounds will quiet. Perhaps just supplanted by human noise. Perhaps.
Light flows across my blinds
Bird dialog strikes my ears
My room’s emptiness
Speaks to my past
And my future
The darkness waning
Hints of blue sky beckoning
This day, beginning
Sunlight’s debuting
Early morning darkness fades
Sounds of spring arise
Watching the dawn inch forward inspired this haiku. I anthropomorphise the sun, imagining pride and delight as humanity stirs underneath the reborn warmth. Perhaps there’s even love for us as we reawaken our striving.
So, here’s to a new day, it’s blessed possibilities, and all the potential you bring.