Sunshine Sunrise

I rise from slumber
From darkness
Dawn light trickles in

Time enough
My phone says
For the walk

I lift myself out of bed
Pull on shorts and a shirt
Sling the didge over my shoulder

Some mornings I ride
Too little time for even the few steps
But, somehow, I never miss it

I am not a morning person
Several snoozes into a day
And I linger still, in bed

Except… here
Except Noosa
Where I wake, every morning

Without alarm, prompted only
By the promise of a sunrise
On the beach, with salt air

A light breeze
Breakers
A lightening sky

Sand between my toes, and here am I
The drone of the didjeridu
Rumbles in my chest

Seagulls add their voice
To the serenade
As the amber sun crests

I am connected in space, in time
In sound and sensation
To everything