Sunrise.

I woke up to a room, the colour was gold, I knew this room was cream

It took me a minute, then it clicked, it was sunrise of course

I had stayed at my parents house, it was the morning after my father’s funeral

Sunrise was special to Dad, he made a point of watching it, telling me the sun on the sea is gods fingers

I reached over, unlocked the sliding door in my parents spare room & let the air in

The smell of the sea filled the room, I could hear the waves crashing, I knew this will be no ordinary sunrise, it’s the morning after Dads funeral

I stepped out the glass sliding door, keeping my head down

I walked over the cool outdoor tiles, feeling the roughness of dried salt water on my feet

I stood at their fence, it reaches to just above my waist

I take a deep breath, inhaling the sea air again, I raise my head, I finally open my eyes

My eyes are seeing something so beautiful my brain is not quite understanding

The sun is gold, there is a beautiful light gold halo around the sun, this changes to a light red

The sun is stretching its fingers, I trace them with my eyes

The reflection on the sea is that same as in the sky

I am looking at a double sunrise, the sea is calm the reflection not moving

I can’t help but be overcome, the beauty memorising

I knew in my heart, Dad was saying it’s ok, I am ok, you are too my beautiful daughter.

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