Once a month, I meet with three or four writer friends for dinner and sharing our work. We decided to give ourselves a prompt for next month and Becky (writes like a female Stephen King and started our group) chose the prompts for this coming month. I decided to write to the prompt Black and Sunrise. The photo is one I took at sunrise on St. Simons Island off the coast of Georgia, a southern state in the USA.
I’ve seldom observed the black of night yield to sunrise.
More often I’ve experienced day turn to night.
What I’ve observed is this:
When darkness yields or advances, it does so
in almost unnoticed gradations of grey…
like a slowly, slowly turned dimmer switch.
This turning leaves us softly embraced
by darkness and the healing rest of night;
or roused by the healing light and aliveness of day.