Sunrise Separates the Night
fire above, lake below
Article voiceover
Sunrise separates the night from the day. And on this day I'm driving away from the gray with lightning and hail at my back and the music of the mysterious mountains before me, the imprint of the constantly changing dance of light and dark and meaning and chaos playing out like a piano scroll made of dark pavement and painted lines and rumble strips keeping me in line. I repent of my too harsh judgments of friends and loved ones in this election year even as I turn my back on them to drive away. I wish them well as I hold my lover's hand and smile at the golden glowing horizon calmly racing towards me at the speed of music, changing, changing, changing, changed.
"Light and dark" and "Meaning and chaos" ...That is the pattern of this election year, and it can be challenging to understand the strangers who live in a once perfect circle of friends and family. But by wishing them well, and releasing that frustration, you can as you have, enjoy the road ahead. Your poetry is so lovely, I can just fall into it.
The player piano’s script is read.
A song with toe tapping tones.
The road’s clear listen to the music
See sunrise and night melt clouds covers.