A Violent Sunrise

 A Violent Sunrise 

By Rebecca Longtin

Gray skies close in. 
Fog meanders 
between the hills and among the trees. 

I’m taken aback as I round the curve 
and see a newly risen, colossal scarlet sun 
hanging low in the sky. 

Wispy fog clouds dance 
in a mocking frenzied haze 
as they are then set on fire. 

In a choreographed move, 
the fog unites to overcome, 
smothering the brilliant red rays. 

But the sun’s fiery flames find renewed energy, 
pushing back and spreading 
as far as the eye can see. 

And then as suddenly as it all began 
the battle between the sun and fog is over.

The sun retreats higher, 
once again right-sized and less red. 
The fog meanders back 
to the valleys to be among the trees. 

A flock of geese in formation

soars across the sky.  

I continue down the road 
in awe of the show I just witnessed.