The sun fights its way over the mountain,
the morning mists cloaking its radiance,
dispersing the light as the cool
air bites at the skin.
Slowly, ever so slowly, the disk
peaks over the peak,
illuminating the fog with a glow
that seems to come from everywhere
and nowhere at once.
The chill lessens.
Higher climbs the sun, trying to burn away
the cloying clouds hovering
around the ridge and ravine,
unveiling the natural beauty
hidden in hazy shadows of grey.
A new dawn births, inexorably
bringing light and hope
anew.