The eye of the sky

The eye of the sky

peers through the darkness,

as morning journeys in.

Rays erase

the ghosting of night,

exorcizing its haunting

universal darkness

with the waking of colour.

The ‘noises off’

of incognito, dawning, birds

becomes the chatter

of finch and sparrow

and the argument of magpies.

This day doesn’t need

the medication of coffee;

it brings its own awakening.