:: the awakening hour ::

" The morning, which is the most memorable

season of the day,

is the awakening hour.

Then there is least somnolence in us;

and for an hour, at least,

some part of us awakes which slumbers

all the rest of the day and night.

Morning is when I'm awake

and there is a dawn in me."

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{Thoreau}

the small hours before dawn,

outside my window, a world of velvety darkness.

steam rising in gentle undulations from my cup,

a silent rising up, up, so softly into the air.

the silence of this sleeping house,

soothing, restorative...

the sway and flicker of candle flames,

a reminder to walk forward in this day

ever so softly, ever so gently...