Pausing

I sat in the dark and gazed out the window.

The reflection of the streetlight wavered with the ripples on the pond.

Distant lightening flashed a farewell as a storm skirted past us.

The horizon gradually brightened and beckoned me to rise.

It was time to move on with the morning routine.

But, I was thankful for the light show that enhanced my morning.

Pausing, to thank God for another beautiful day, lightened my mood.