"Leaning Into the Gold"

“Some mornings, the sunrise feels like a quiet gift—one I’ve learned to savor after a long time in darkness.”

This year, I’ve been learning to find joy in small moments. I used to rush through mornings, barely noticing them, but lately I wake just to see the sunrise spilling through my window. I wrote this reflective piece to capture the quiet magic of those mornings—a ritual I now cherish and a gentle reminder that each day is a new opportunity to embrace life.

I’m in love with the sunrise,

remembering mornings I didn’t want to see.

I’m intoxicated on the sunlight

she spills across my floor,

letting it fill the shadows

I once carried.

For the first time in a long while,

I lean

into the gold.