Rising warmth of early rays broke
through the cool of night, first as a trickle. Then like a stream that thaws in
spring time, all the sun’s intensity poured over the horizon until everything
was washed in the bright luminous glow of dawn. It wrapped around the stillness
and overturned the groggy feelings that accompany night. Its warm fingers melted
away frost formed at midnight, every surface sparkled and twinkled as though
clothed in a star-filled night sky. The crisp air sat motionless, as though
holding its breath in a calm reluctance to rush into the day. Birds began to
dart back and forth against the blue backdrop, but with an air of gentleness,
as though tiptoeing across the morning sky trying not to wake daytime just yet.
Everything was just perfect. It was waking from a perfect night of sleep, and
feeling so rested and content that there was no rush to begin anything new. Just
being for just a few seconds was just perfect.
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