I write in the mornings. I begin when the sky is black and nothing shows. I write, and the thought and sky begin to glow. The sky warms from the horizon up, muted hues of a light yet revealed. When the thought I wish to share completes, dawn breaks and I am blinded and warmed in the light of a new day.
It is a moment of clarity, wonder, and further thought. Have you ever sensed a dawn the same?