i love rising with
the light still blue
when the Dawn Keeper
is still
unlatching the gates.
winter morning light
comes mainly from the ground, and
bushes, and
rooftops where snow mounds.
all this reflected, blue glow
and the silence
transforms the world I knew outside my window
into a silent stranger
waiting patient, as i,
for the dawn.
copyright 2011 Trina Holden
Describes a winter dawn well. 🙂