It's Just the Way the Sun Shines In Sometimes

It’s the way the early morning crispness
Wisps in through my tents’
Open window, awakening the day to me,
And intensifies the warmth in my sleeping bag.

It’s the way I can effortlessly rollover
To the view of the gorgeous green mountains,
The sun cresting over their ridges.

It’s the way I can sense, rather than hear
The world around me starting another day.

But more than anything,It’s just the way the sun shines in sometimes.