I sit watching the buildings flash by,
Houses and apartments and stores,
my mind only half awake
in the light of the early morning sun
that flashes on and off
from behind buildings
Like a never ending beacon.
We go by the beach,
The sun reflects off the smooth flatness of the sea
and blinds me with its brightness.
We drive along the narrow, twisty road through
Slivers of sunlight sneak through the spaces
Drawing lines of light on the road;
We cross the train tracks,
Infinite lines stretching in both directions
The sun glints off them,
lacing the train's path with fire.
We arrive at the school to start our day,
As the sun rises in the sky,
touching every part of our existence.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.