Sunrise At O'dell

by

Phil Pochurek

The caddis hatch
Dances in the early morning sun
Rolling and turning like sparks from a fire.
Their short lives having just begun
Flying seems to be their only desire
Until the wind takes them on their way.
Then as the sun begins to rise
The mirror on the lake
Begins to disguise its contents in the morning breeze.
When out of the trees comes the dragonflies
With gossamer wings and lightening speed,
They swoop and dive as they begin to feed
On the chimney of mosquito’s just above my head.
A welcome sight as they feed and fly
While nimbus and cirus clouds fill the sky
On their way to the valley below.
An occasional fish breaks the surface to rise
For a morning snack
Right before my eyes as if to say hello.
Dancing and flashing from head to tail
They eat their fill while Osprey sail overhead.
Then just as the sun breaches the sky
A low flying Heron passes by.
In silence he tips a watchful eye in my direction.
His grace and beauty for me to see
On the lake in his reflection.
There’s awe and wonder in this Passion play
Of each new beginning of another day
And the story it has to tell,
That the memory of its beauty
And the secrets that it keeps will always remain
In the morning to be seen,
In a sunrise at O’dell

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