Sunrise Service
Armchair Church
Where is that phone?
Must stop the ringing alarm noise making
What is that strange light?
Where is the happy coffee juice I need?
Where am I?
Oh. Heather's. Oh; alone in bed.
Squinting trying to find my glasses.
Where are my, there. Here they are.
Glasses and bare feet down the steps.
Make my way through the unfamiliar kitchen to make the much needed coffee.
Settled in the chair to look out the window at the beach down by the yard's end.
That glow.
That shimmer.
Unconcealed access to the sunrise is new.
That's nice.
That's bright.
That's................. amazing. That's amazing.
There must be people lined up at the beach taking pictures of this. (Squints) No people.
How do you get used to this?
It's gold and orange and bright hot white.
Scaled shimmers and sparkling twinkles and feathery arms reaching to tickle the water.
It's leaf peeping, shyly twisting through the branches to highlight the teeniest flecks of red.
And I'm the only one here for this performance?
I must be.
I must be or there would be huzzahs loud enough to raise the village in adoration of the sky's benediction.
I never wanted to do the Easter Sunrise service.
It was usually frigid and sleepy and people-y and public.
And sun worship for Son worship seems blasphemous or denying the universality of the thing and I was young and what did I know?
But this?
This is me and coffee and bare feet and velvet chair in someone else's home and personal access to awe through a window.
Not people-y.
No fanfare or microphones.
No bulletin or collection plate.
Today was Sunrise Service For One.
For the Vocal Challenge:
Comments welcomed.
About the Creator
Judey Kalchik
It's my time to find and use my voice.
Poetry, short stories, memories, and a lot of things I think and wish I'd known a long time ago.
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Comments (31)
Good wishes.
Really liked it. Beautiful!
Lovely & Beautiful
This poem feels like being on a holiday with a book and coffee. With free sunrise at your service.
The Great and Lovely poem of Sunrise and its inspiring of Lifes Begining of New Day
Beautiful poem ❤️❤️
Very lovely to enjoy the experience of a beautiful sunrise or sunset
Beautiful poem!
Congratulations on your top story
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Loved this poetic self reflection. Congratulations on the top story.
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Well deserved Top Story!✅ I love sunrise services at Easter!🤩 In my teen years, youth camp, Easter Sunday services were on the shores of a lake.
REally enjoyed this. Such an introspective journey for just a single episode of self. Congrats on TS.
Jk - A Bit out of your 'Instructive' comfort zone Schticks - But, so TOP workable on behalf of our VillageBucket. Jk-bud
Wow, love this so much. It gives a person that peaceful need in our lives. I liked how you started this with questions then a soft resolution of wonder. Congratulations
Exquisite, young Kalchikalika! This is perfect. I wish my streams made as much sense as this beautiful untapped entrypoint into your mind and your mind's eye. Well done and so glad it got a bloody quick Top Story! At least you're not promoting Ollie. lol.
So I was sitting here like a child who had just discovered a new gem, I could not stop reading, I read this all in one go. You took us on the journey and made us feel exactly what you were feeling, it started out as a sunrise service for one, but you did well in making it a sunrise service for 18
So relatable, I love the imagery of morning sun break as well.
Judey, this is so glorious!!!! So deserving of the instant TS you received!!! Great work and congrats on Top Story!! 🎉
so beautiful.👍
Beautiful read! Enjoyed this so much :)
This is so lovely 😊
Evocative.
I loved that last line :) Beautiful imagery in this, Judey. And I found seeing my first name so jarring, lol. I was like wait, what? lol