I wake up before the sun
has enveloped the world beneath it.
It is quiet, and there is only one
I am alone,
yet it is a different feeling from
the loneliness I feel once the sun comes out.
I am content.
The wind plants soft kisses
on every inch of my bare skin.
The beautiful hush soothes
The chaos is still asleep.
My thoughts are unusually dormant.
It is just me and the absent sun.
for that moment,
being awake doesn’t seem so bad.
-Ria Chawla 11 AICE R