Early Morning Sunlight

One early morning not long ago I watched sun-light streaming and beaming through Cirrus and cumulous Clouds in low altitude air. The sky was as blue as you Can imagine…deeper than Any azure hue I’d ever seen Painted on earth’s cathedral-like ceiling above. I was in love And couldn’t help but feeling Something stirring deep within These gravity-laden veins Which for one brief moment, erased all thoughts Of loneliness or pain. I was lost in thoughts of rain As time stood still watching The sunlight filter through the snow white blanket I dreamed of riding on as if I were Pegasus with wings, Aether or Anemoi, ancient gods of sky and winds. I let the light begin To penetrate my aching bones From years of walking all alone around this planet’s crust While looking for some peace of mind In this world that I’ve been thrust Into and pleased to see The beauty of the light that shines on me And you as well as well can be Not unlike Apollo and those ancient gods Of sky and stars we follow far No matter who or what we are Struggling to achieve or seek to uncover Early morning sunlight helps me discover There’s more to life than meets the eye And more to mortal eyes than seeing Past one’s brow and beyond the clouds Farther than the sun somehow We’re drawn intangibly like moon and tides To God’s golden light and love not meant to hide.