Waking before the dawn

Sunrise over Kazinga Channel

I wrote this while I was on safari in Queen Elizabeth Park.

The stars must be a billion campfires floating in the night sky because the play of light and dark captivates me like only a warm fire can. Every micron of light is magical, as it swirls and glides through the universe towards earth and this moment, as I stand on a small hill above the vernal plains home to Lions, Leopards, and Elephants.

We drive out before the sun begins its climb above the horizon to look for these animals. Being a person who rarely wakes before the dawn I forget how extraordinarily the sun presents the new day to all of life. This morning it shaded the entire savannah with undertones of pink.  While the white trunks of the Acacia trees seemed to absorb the entire splendor, reflecting the changing sky back to the sun.

4 thoughts on “Waking before the dawn

  1. Thank you for writing, dear friend! I am curious about so many things that you see there. I am curious about music and dance and the expression of emotions among all people in the community.

    You do have a gift with words 🙂 But I know you already knew that!!

  2. you are an incredible writer honey. You painted such a majestic picture in my mind with your words.

  3. I usually wake before dawn, or just as the sun is starting to rise. I have my own savannah of silhouettes of oak trees. This is the home of racoons, squirrels, opossum, birds, dogs and cats. As I pick up my morning paper, I thank God for giving me this day and to ask for help in following his footsteps and help to keep focusing on what I need to focus on during this day. I tell God I love him and am grateful for his blessings. One of which is to have had you, Cassandra, in my life.

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