Every morning the atmosphere shakes off the night
the same way it did the day before.
Every morning the sun rises.
I have never been bored by a sunrise.
Clouds normally show up during a day –
puffy miniatures skid by like bumper cars –
thunderclouds bully their way between the earth and sun –
sheets of white decorate a bright blue ceiling.
Then it is time for the sun to ends its work for the day.
It normally slips over the horizon
spalshing mixes of blue, red, and yellow into the atmosphere.
Such normal behavior is worth interrupting my normal day.