A poem and Puerto Vallarta

Early Sunrise on a Cruise

By: Dick Travis

Its early morning and the Earth is coming at me slowly, gliding so effortlessly
over the ocean. The horizon is stretched out as far as one can see.

Deep purple to bright orange...the blue hues with clouds streaked with white. One ponders the variety and scope of the human condition, as sunrise comesbut once a day.

The serenity of this morning extravaganza is enjoyed by all of us...rich or poor,urban or rural, gifted or handicapped regardless of our geography, religion, politicsor family backgrounds.

Cruising on an ocean liner at 120 feet above the ocean seems much like a dreamof flying at sunrise. One’s first peer at the sun inspires thoughts of the much largeruniverse and other earthly advances…modern satellites and other communicationdevices serving mankind.

Every 3 minutes propels one another mile towards our cruise destination. Ship navigators still verify their position with the eternal sunrise, rising gently abovethe blue ocean waves.

Soon the bright daylight will light up everything…as one meditates on the gradual curvature of the earth and the wonder of the human experience throughout our universe.

Never has the human experience become so ecstatic and relaxing, since my birth at sunrise years ago.