Jackpot

Is it lucky

That the sun comes up every morning?

Or that you happen to be

There to witness it?

How many sunrises

Have happened in your life?

And how many excuses do you have

For missing most of them?

I think you have been lucky

To see a few sunrises

In spite of your sleepiness.

The miracles of Life keep slipping by

Like the mighty Mohawk flowing.

Last night, at sunset, I saw the herons there

Pierce the violet penumbra of ebbing light.

I saw the ducks skate on the river,

Making soft landings.

No one else was there

But Beauty draws me irresistibly

Toward its next encore.

Remember,

Tomorrow’s sunrise

Will bring another opportunity.

Maybe you’ll get lucky!