dawn at Etty Bay
a photographer keenly paces the sand
his eyes peeled, fingers poised
to create a photogenic memory
myriad unacknowledged hues
shimmer and shift between sky and sea
jagged silhouettes of rocks
cut into delicate pastel tones
the sun departs the horizon line
and begins its upward trajectory
crepuscular rays unseen
through the eager lens, searching
the foliage for its subject
'when and where will it come?
I don't have much time; how long will it take?'
the sun has risen above the cloud line
my answer animated by my shadow
some elements of nature cannot be timed; the tide
etches its way along an empty beach
the cassowary is non-compliant
