THAT HOUR to SUNRISE....

"DAY BREAK" by John Clare (1793-1864)

The red east glows, the dewy cheek of Day

Has not yet met the sun's overpowering smile;

The dew drops in their beauty still are gay,

Save those the shepherd's early steps defile.
 

Pleased will I linger  over the scene awhile;

The black clouds melt away, the larks awaken-

Sing, rising bird, and I will join with you:

with day-break's beauties I have much been taken,

As your first anthem breathed its melody.

I've stood and paused the varied cloud to see,

when day's first rays, the far hill top adorning,

Fringed the blue clouds with gold:

Oh doubly charmed I hung in raptures then on early Morning.

"What breaks in daybreak? Is it the night? Is it the sun, cracked in two by the horizon like an egg, spilling out light?" -Margaret Atwood

"Every day is a fresh start for you. Every sunrise is a new chapter in your life waiting to be written..." Juansen Dizon

Photographs (2025) Campbell River, B.C.