Wednesday, June 29, 2011

The Most Romantic Time of the Day

If you've been around for awhile, you may have participated in the poll on this very topic.  Dusk won the vote 4-1, but dawn came in second (with a vote of one).  Why did I choose dawn?

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It's early in the day - just after 5 o'clock (which is dawn this time of year).  The air is damp and cool.  The world feels... heavy, but not suffocating.  There is a sweet smell in the air - it's like... living things, bathed and cool in dew, but warming with the first rays of sun.  There's a bite to the temperature, even in the summer, that shocks your brain and stings your eyes.  The moisture in the air catches your throat and tickles your skin.

You walk through the wet grass and wild flowers.  Some buds are still closed at this time of the day, waiting for the sun before they'll get up - you beat even nature to waking.  Even in summer, the hottest months of the year, early morning feels a little chilly in comparison to the warmest hours of the day - you clutch a thin sweater about you.

The scent of leaves is especially heavy and intoxicating with the fresh dew just beginning to evaporate.  Only the earliest birds are chirping now, if any are chirping at all.  Yet the world isn't silent.  Everything around you is humming with the restless breathing of the sleeping earth.  If you're not alone, your loved one puts him arm around your shoulders - quiet but there.

The sun breaks the horizon in the east, flooding the sky with color.  Yet everything stays quiet.  What's the matter with everybody?  The sun is up now, bestowing its blessings!

Only the earliest riser can witness this miracle, and those that are bothering to see it are usually the ones who are chirping.  It's just you, and that special someone who shares it with you.  The day is still fresh and clean.  There's no one around to poison it yet.

If you're lucky, there's a gentle breeze, blowing right through that sweater you've got wrapped around you, whisking away the last traces of tomorrow.


~Meggy

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