At Bedok Jetty

I watch the sunrise at Bedok jetty
with cloud-filled skies streaking white
and waves shushing an aubade.

A slice of moon still hangs in the sky,
like a sickle waiting to detach
the umbilical bindings of the night.

It’s daylight with the oceans
reflecting the colours of the universe,
the contours of trees, skies and birds.