February Dawn

I woke at 5.45 am today, which is a little late

compared to some mornings. I could hear the

cinghiale tromping around in the olive grove, 

but it was still too dark to see anything 

other than silhouettes of the surrounding hills & mountains

and the lights of San Marco & Castellabate.

Slowly the dawn began to break, pale & uninteresting at first

Twenty minutes later the colours began to creep across the sky

And within a couple of minutes, the sky seemed full of pink clouds

Breathtaking wherever I looked

But 5 minutes later, the pink had disappeared

And the sun was slowly beginning its ascent beyond the mountain

A new day had begun