Just As The Sun Was Rising Poem by Shirley Harrison

In a world that leaves me feeling deflated and disappointed

I refuse to believe

that this is my lot in life



sometimes I close my eyes

imagining my very own imagery



I can see the sunflowers smiling in the meadows

streaming with light

in that one crucial moment

when the sun

finally beams onto their sleeping faces

waking them with a start every time



and the magnificent orchestra of birds

singing their daily opera

reminding me i'm alive



and that very moment

when the sun beams

reach

the terracotta roof of the villa

perched on the hill

almost as if

it was protected by a glow



clouds moving gently

to the side

leaving fresh air to breathe

lavender perfume for all to savor



in a world that leaves me feeling

deflated and disappointed

I refuse to believe that this is my lot in life



I close my eyes and I imagine



I see, once again

the great deer, visits me in my back yard



just as he used too, many moons ago



Just as the sun was rising