The cold morning beckoned me from my bed early,
Embraced by the quiet, waiting,
Cloudless sky deep blue, soothing in its beauty infinite.
Stars hidden by the silver light of the winter moon
Casting my shadow behind me,
The silence deep allowing the mind to rest.
Before me the path bathed in beauty,
Cast in silver upon the dark pathway,
Slow steps, frequent stops,
With only the moment real.