As the somnolent earth stays in a deep slumber,

The dark blues of the sea can be seen above,

Littered with a glittery appearance,

Something awakens within the atmosphere,

The horizon is met with a flame,

Sudden and eager to show off,

The sky transforms itself into an array of warm colors,

Contrasting with the bitterness of the morning breeze,

Viewed by a scarce audience,

Blazing colors peek out from behind the naked trees,

Streaks of fire stretch across the sky,

Painting the atmosphere with an analogous theme,

Constantly transitioning,

Dark to light, light to dark,

Indecisive, yet beautiful.

The rays of light filter through my curtains,

Weaving past any obstacles in their path,

Filling the room with bright colors,

A spectacular morning show anxiously awaits me,

Shockingly cold air hits my lungs as I awaken,

My eyes flutter open and meet the magnificence on display,

However, fighting fatigue is a game never to be won,
Fate will win no matter how long the battle,

My eyes droop and I enter a new dream,

Just like the moon,

I will never rise with the sun,

Neglecting its beauty each and every day.