Here It Rises.

The sun has always set right on top of me 

The end 

Of the day 

Used to greet me 

Like it was an old friend

And after my friend would set

There always came

Darkness 

So much darkness 

Wherever I would go

   I had friends and family 

      But was always alone 

For 33 years the sun set on me

       That’s the West for you, though

But now

Here

It rises 

Here it rises

A pilgrimage across the country 

      Chasing the rising of the sun 

       To be with someone who is

         The sun to me

Without sunglasses

    I drove into the rising sunlight

      Staring into it

     Until it consumed me

        Turning what used to be darkness

         To light

          To warmth

           To love

             To life

The sun may set in the West

    And it might rise in the East

       But truthfully

        She is my sunrise now

          And I will follow her wherever she goes

          Because her and her dog

            Are my new home

The sky is bigger in the East

    And I feel bigger, too

There’s something happening here . . .

                                              . . . I know a crescendo when I hear one 

And something . . . is building 

  Something is happening here . . .

A fog settles in

   A warm fog

Like a blanket of joy

   Spreading out

The lighting changes

   Everything starts glowing 

Every atom radiates warmth

   Every molecule is listening, waiting 

   Every cell in my body is curious 

Something is happening here . . .

    Something is building . . .

There’s power here

    Real power

Something with the ability 

   To change everything 

I feel it flowing through me

   I feel it flowing out of me

I breathe 

   And feel peaceful

And then 

There’s a whisper in the wind

   There’s a voice in the birds

There’s a lesson in the river

   There’s knowledge in the dirt

It feels like home

   And it 

Calls my name . . .

CH 11/19/25