A Moonlit Wake Up Call Over Gannoruwa-by Harold Gunatillake

A Moonlit Wake Up Call Over Gannoruwa-by Harold Gunatillake

A 4 a.m. moon over Gannoruwa reminded me that some mornings don’t just begin — they heal.

Walk with me into the day.

At 4 a.m., the full moon rested above the Gannoruwa hills, calm, bright, and utterly unhurried.

 I stepped onto my balcony and the morning air — newborn, cool, honest —

 filled my lungs so deeply that every cell woke at once.

My heart steadied.

 My soul lifted.

For a moment, the world was simple and clean.

I captured a snapshot of that moon,

 but the real picture was the feeling — that quiet redemption only a fresh dawn can give.

Friends, walk with me in this hour.

Let the hills breathe for you,

 let the moon steady you,

 let the morning rescue whatever yesterday tired.

Wake gently.

 Wake fully.

 Wake with me.