Pink scattered light of alpenglow renders
mountain silhouettes, presages of dawn.
Growing light softens the skyline to a dusty
lavender. The first glimpse of morning
expands across stark drifting flats of bushy
sagebrush, pungent in the chill air. Sunlight
smears across the clouds, vibrant honey
glistening brighter than the sun. A low fog
in the distance quickly burns off as streams
of light ooze around clouds onto outlines of cloud
shadows in sitting repose on mountain slopes.
Suckling the golden nectar, the first sips
of morning, I rise to breast the emerging day.