Good morning O Dawn..

Nose numb. Eyelashes stiff. Skin, soft and crisp. Heatbeat, fast. Eyes twinkling with transparent light. Fingers cold. Lips slightly parted. Ears Tingling. Frosty wind on my face. Invisible cold, exposed by my silent exhale…

Oh, how I love mornings. There is something mysterious about them. It feels like there is a gigantic, cloaked mystery, hiding in the hour of morning. Or traces of little hints, exposing the riddle of dawn. At 6 AM I wrapped up warm with my thick scarf and wool jacket, tightly knitted gloves, and my winter boots. When I opened the door I was welcomed by a biting frost. Though intimidating in nature, its captivating.. So captivating.

Good morning O Dawn…


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