let there be light
insomniac
I rise early
from a restless bed
of thrashing limbs
tangled sheets
flashes of white
in the darkness
in the shuttered room
out onto the cliff walk
under the night sky
high above the ocean
pale behind cloud
the sun rises
from a seething sea
of suppressed rage
crashing waves
splashes of brightness
in the gloom
of the rocks below
from time to time
the troubled murmurings
of the tide burst into
an angry roar
long-suffering gulls
riding the up-draughts
then the sun
emerging from the cloud
lays a gleaming pathway
across the sea
reaching towards me
on the cliff edge
as the light intensifies
I feel its warmth
and relax