Red-orange,
plump, orange-yellow orb,
sitting on a nest of treetops,
treetops spreading tall
in and amongst houses,
apartment buildings,
telephone poles
Above the morning busy-ness,
a set of abstract,
reverence-ridden clouds,
over-seeing all that goes below
This, my morning greeting,
through my large balcony window,
upon waking
on my first morning
in my new apartment