At The Crack Of Dawn

The sky was dark navy blue, only the stars seemed to glitter but up in the sky the birds that flew were the only one's who knew better.

As high behind the mountain peaks, the golden rays began to shimmer, the chances of moon staying for long were bleak as the stars grew dimmer.

The stars now lay forgotten for the orange glow became bright, my hands that were earlier frost bitten thawed and bade farewell to the night.

The dimpling water began to glisten as it flowed calmly through the brook with no sign of hasten.

I was back in my childhood and never wanted to leave this heaven on Earth but time never stops for anyone and eventually I saw the mighty sun emerging with full light.