A New Day has Come

5:28 a.m. Kausani.
Clouds fill the valley like thoughts in a Pensieve, looking solid enough to walk on.
You are above the creamy, cottony clouds, looking to the horizon you see the first golden rays coming through.
You see colours you don't know the names of, and you fall short of adjectives to describe the awe you feel. You realise your presence is so tiny on this planet. The planet that is your home. And its friggin beautiful.