Rising before the sun,
I catch the apex of
The full moon,
Light cascading
Through the sky,
Making a promise.
The rosy glow
Of impending daylight
Mingles with
The strangely frigid air,
A winter anomaly
On this Spring marker.
I fill my lungs
With believing,
Closing my eyes
Against the angst
In the world,
And choosing to
Live in the
Light.
