The Morning Twilight

Perhaps it was the calm of the rain that woke me.

A deepened sense of peace being ushered into my soul.

I wake up and venture outside the shelter of my tent.

The gentle essence of the blue night sky, moments before the dawn of the sun, welcomes me.

The smell of the rain penetrating the earth floor, arouses my senses.

The fog dancing around the trees, blanketing them with its vapor, comforts me.

To be captivated within this moment is to fully understand peace.

Walking down an old trail towards the forest's edge, feels like a small journey of enlightenment.

I carry nothing to shield myself so that I may feel the rain.

It's just me, the rain, the fog and the forest within this morning twilight.

Some say it's always darkest before the dawn.

Perhaps they are right, but may it be known...

There is a magical peace that comes after the darkness, right before the sunrise.