Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Those first breaths of air in early morn somehow seem fresher; unspoiled.
The lake is a mirror; a majestic reflection of the beauty and stillness. Awesome in duplicate. I sit on the rock, just to be; to inhale deeply the reverence of the morn. I am momentarily hypnotized by a dragonfly who lightly skims the glassy surface, creating delicate ripples. My senses are heightened and I view the world in technicolour.
Everything is beautiful. It is that simple. Beauty reveals itself when you look long and carefully enough.
Dawn has won me over, my favourite time of the day.