5:30

I sat on the roof,
watching early risers
glide by across rain soaked
streets.

I faced the east, waiting
patiently for the sun to
rise, and when it did,
I looked around

and swiftly came to realize
that there are some shadows
that don't fall with the
breaking of the dawn,

and these, we have to
face each morning.

No matter how brightly
the sun shines.