In a moment

sunrise

fiery sky

molten clouds roiling

orange

like lava freed from its earth grave

in a moment I will go and drink in the beauty

the fire is gone

pale pink shimmers against deepening blue

a sky still beautiful

paling

in a moment I will go out

sit on the porch

sip my coffee

and marvel

clouds gather in an indifferent sky

the sun hides

hinting only at its presence

the moment is gone

so quickly

sometimes we have to remember

to catch the joy as it flies (Blake)

each moment is precious

and too quickly

gone