I see it appear
Every morning
Early sunlight
Some have suggested
Cycle before dawn
But I write not ride
I don’t trust drivers
In the dark
I don’t trust listeners
With my words
I ride in the light
I hide in the light, too
If you read this
You have no one to blame
but yourself
I exist, I am
I wake early
To put pen to page
It helps to light
The way home
It helps to keep
Moving forward
It helps
-Copyright C.M. Mounts, September 2017
