FanStory.com - Sunrise at the Dockby Jessica Wheeler

As twilight's veil begins to gently lift,
The fading grays give way to golds and blues.
And colors mark the waves as shadows shift,
Reflective of a new horizon's hues.

Yet gazes fixed on distant unseen springs,
Omit the moment's splendor cast aside.
While minds are lost on what tomorrow brings,
The fleeting now is taken by the tide.

But as the morning sun begins to climb,
It scatters warmth in glowing beams of gold.
Embrace this gift of dawn and given time,
As though it might escape tomorrow's hold.

Surrender not a moment to the clock,
But catch the coming sunrise at the dock.