It’s not morning, yet it’s not night

It’s not midnight or midday

It’s when the stars fill the sky

And the moon greets the sun as it wakes up

For a moment they meet

And I’m caught in the middle

To my left the sleepy city

Still caught in the darkness of night

To my right the sleepy sun slowly rises

I look up and I see

The most wonderful thing

Night and day meet, hand in hand

They greet each other

What a lovely scene, what a lovely landscape

I stand there in awe

I take a deep breath and close my eyes

I feel the moment and bask in it

As dawn approaches ever cautiously