A Sudden Wakening
You wake,
uncertain
if the light you see
is morning,
the beginning
of the day’s joy,
or night,
where all around you
fades to black;
and you hesitate,
afraid
to step out in the not quite light,
afraid you might be left
alone and stumbling
yet
hungry, always hungry
for the light.
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The picture is of the trees behind my house. Kudos to my visiting Mom, who saw this out the back door and pulled me from my reading to enjoy, and capture, the moment. You can click on the picture for a larger version.
Tom
Quarry House 
What a beautiful awakening! Good job!! Thanks for sharing!
make that 'hungry for the day's joy'. lovely awakening…
hi tom
that is a lovely light you have captured…the cloud behind the tree is full of life…
The light of a new day does promise new joys, but the night replenishes the body and mind and rests the soul…to do its own work in the quiet and in the darkness…
Happy days
Incredibly beautiful photo!
Your poem is wonderful.
I so look forward to the light of each new morning …
the joys of the day await.
Thank you!