When you only have three days, one way to stretch time is to stay up late, and get up early, and we did both. My particular thanks go to the other crazy people who said yes to my random suggestion of climbing Salisbury Craggs at 4.30 on Sunday morning to watch the sunrise! It was stunningly beautiful. Neither a camera, nor words, can ever adequately capture that kind of thing, but someone mentioned poetry while we sat on the hillside that morning, so I guess that, became this:
Scrambling
Above
silent, still-dreaming streets
Sleep
rubbed from tired eyes
To turn
Towards
mountain, sea and skies
As a glow
of warmth
Creeps
Over
jagged rock
And
softened light
Breaks
Through
dappled cloud
To blur
The sharp
edges of our lives
This majestic moment
Incompletely captured
By camera’s lens
But safely stored
In the recesses of the mind
Here
Where
buffeted in the breeze
Friendship
laughs
Beneath
brightening skies
In this
The shared
space
Of
a daring to say yes
Live
experiences
Not soon
forgotten
And thus we
pause
A brief
hiatus in our busy lives
Until
coffee and companions
Call us
back
To the
bustle
Of a city
Just
waking to another day
But now
With this
divine beauty
Forever
nestled in a corner
Of our
hearts.
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