In irregularity of everyday run,
Only constant is the morning sun,
Some of us groan,
Prospect of parting from slumber, conjuring a slight moan.
To tackle the mundane,
Without any pain,
We ask for inspiration,
He comes in everyday veiling any perspiration,
Seeks no reverence,
Showers plain benevolence,
Seeks no gratitude,
Cares in multitude,
He stands testimony to life and beyond,
Magicking with his invisible wand,
From philanthropes to misanthropes,
From Adam and Eve to current times, key,
Change is a constant proclaims wisdom,
From his kingdom,
Rises as constant,
Painting everyday with good intent.
Acknowledgements :- Thank you Michael for running the Tale Weaver Challenge #286 . The challenge is to draw inspiration from the above photo and write about Sunrise. Thank you Sammi Cox for running the Weekend Writing Prompt Challenge. The challenge is to write a piece using the word, “misanthrope” in exactly 99 words. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.