The gleam that spills over the horizon herald the beginnings of another day.

The froth of flowers greet the waning light of summer. 

The grit of sand that gloried in mountaintops now gingerly touch the still waters of the lake. 

The misty clouds drape themselves sensuously along the ridged mountains. 

What merry mirth has stirred in canine heart in this fleeting moment of glee?

The jewel-like filtered light gleam like turquoise glass under the early morning sky. 

From far away, the teeming humanity is silenced and still and the buildings stand alone. 

Patchwork shades of metal, copper rose and golden green

The light of heaven illuminates the dark recesses of the earth. 

Vertigo besets me as I peer down the depths.