Looking for the horizon I watch the light peek over across the ridge.
Day breaks, just beginning, clean and fresh, new upon the earth.
Vivid colors of whites, mixing with the pinkish , oranges and bright golden rays spread across the new day.
Hope brings joy and anticipation of what is yet to come.
Early sun rise, new, fresh, here to cleanse my soul.
Day by day I am renewed, my spirit hopeful, letting the old go.
Breaking sunrise, come and claim me, make me yours.
Day by day, there I go.
Hope, day by day.
CJ
