Posted: 07/01/22

Sunrise 16 November - Emma Newby

No blazing sunrise but the city slowly emerged from the cloud and the fog as I stood my vigil.

Such a peaceful way to begin the day watching the city wake up and come alive as I was cocooned in my private watching place.  As I watched the words that played through my mind, ‘Just as the watchman waits for morning, my soul waits for you.’