Desert sunrise

I have just been lucky enough to witness a majestic desert sunrise over the faroff mountains. In an odd juxtaposition I stood by the side of the freeway in the chill morning twilight as it gave the best view. The freeway lights went off in sequence as if in awareness that a far greater light was not too far away.

The mountains were pale grey, misty silhouettes not unlike dinosaur skeletons, jagged against the growing light. I watched one cloud turn from a grey patch to a pool of molten gold before the rising, glowing orb forced my gaze away. The mountains tinted with the palest pink but still remained misty and mysterious.

Seeming oblivious to the glory flew a formation of birds heading south.