Meditation 49

Up before the sun

To catch it awakening

In a distant land

Swallowed by the night

Each footstep brings me higher

To the overlook

The woodland creatures

Provide an eerie soundtrack

For our early hike

Then something feels off

Like you are being watched

Your mind playing tricks

Continuing on

We eventually reach

The summit tower

All is visible

Including the sun rising

Over the mountains

The sky like a dream

Painted orange and violet

Do not wake me up