standing at the ocean s edge the sun rises at your feet painting indigo canvas skies with the fiery orange of dawn pearl-white stars are still shining up above in a last vestige of midnight the far corner of the sky waves caress your bare feet sliding the velvet softness of fine watery sand to fit like a glove around your heels high above you night is fading deepest black becomes inky blue turns to the purple of royalty You raise your eyes to greet the morning - alexa vor lit