Ephemeral Gifts

I breathe the salmon pink and golden peach
of sunrise before retreating to
my meditation cushion
where thoughts pierce my silence
then dissolve

I hear the chime to find
a sunrise that has morphed into
a full blue wispy sky of morning

Grateful to have noticed
the sunrise of my thoughts
a reminder to embrace the grace
of ephemeral gifts bestowed
on this new day

Photos were taken 15 minutes apart from my front door this morning.

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