Chasing Dawn
The Mornings Embrace
I have always loved the morning—
the brisk air, the orange glow of a rising sun,
the stillness after rest.
While some move freely in the night,
the goodbyes in darkness never felt right to me.
It’s the hellos and the hope of a new day
that draw me to the morning light.
Like the love and inspiration from a fading memory,
I’m drawn to the early dawn.
With joyful, tear-filled eyes,
I cherish a love that feels like the strangest thing.
If you’re looking for me,
I’ll be here, head in the clouds,
chasing the light in the east.