Risen

I sit alone
in the black
The sea is like glass
about to crack

I cannot tell
where the horizon starts
or where the ocean ends
or where the two part

I shiver silently
the night is cold
but it's all worth
what I'll soon behold

I look upon
the dull black glass
but then; here it is!
The sun, at last

out of the water
it seems it had came
alseep in the sea
and then burst into flame

The ball of red
puts strength in my day
and shows me the miracles
God grants when we pray

I love the sunrises at the ocean