I sat and watched the sky line.
Just below the horizon street lamps flicked on in response to a early morning commuter.
The sky was just blushing pink and orange.
How the colors could seamlessly fade from the ink of night to the fire of the morning never ceased to amaze me.
It was then that I thought of home.
The sun comes up in the east everyday
without fail.
And I know that the same sun that I saw had risen for you exactly 16 minutes earlier.
A four hour drive and the sun could cover it in mere minutes.
I sat and thought that maybe,
just maybe,
if I could cover an hour of distance in 4 minutes maybe,
just maybe,
I could watch that same old sun rise.
Twice in one day.
Two new beginnings.
One extra sunrise in my life.
All in the span of 16 minutes.
Could you get anymore beautiful than that?
Mar 17, 2014
Mar 17, 2014 at 12:38 AM UTC
I sat and watched the sky line.
Just below the horizon street lamps flicked on in response to a early morning commuter.
The sky was just blushing pink and orange.
How the colors could seamlessly fade from the ink of night to the fire of the morning never ceased to amaze me.
It was then that I thought of home.
The sun comes up in the east everyday
without fail.
And I know that the same sun that I saw had risen for you exactly 16 minutes earlier.
A four hour drive and the sun could cover it in mere minutes.
I sat and thought that maybe,
just maybe,
if I could cover an hour of distance in 4 minutes maybe,
just maybe,
I could watch that same old sun rise.
Twice in one day.
Two new beginnings.
One extra sunrise in my life.
All in the span of 16 minutes.
Could you get anymore beautiful than that?
