Another Dawning: Part 3
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Picture taken at sunrise: Kopua Monastery
Beginnings… And Endings
A new day dawns.
And my stay ends…
Picture taken from Southern Star Abbey, Kopua Monastery, New Zealand
Wandering Westward: Monastic Light
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Picture taken as the sun rises over the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia at Holy Cross Abbey
Awaiting Dawn
“..they that watch for the morning..”
Sunrise at Kopua Monastery.
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Picture taken from the steps of Southern Star Abbey, Hawke’s Bay, New Zealand.
Dawn Patrol
Anu waits by the ATM.
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Picture taken under a sodium light, at dawn in Fort Cochin.
Exit Strategy
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The plan was a dawn ride to the lake shore:
A chance to capture sunrise over the water.
But nature is capricious.
Cloud entirely covered the sky.
Three fishing canoes came to divert us:
More than adequate compensation.
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So having photographed the boats, we headed back to home…
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Moonstruck
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Daylight and Moonlight by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
In broad daylight, and at noon,
Yesterday I saw the moon
Sailing high, but faint and white,
As a schoolboy’s paper kite.
In broad daylight, yesterday,
I read a poet’s mystic lay;
And it seemed to me at most
As a phantom, or a ghost.
But at length the feverish day
Like a passion died away,
And the night, serene and still,
Fell on village, vale, and hill.
Then the moon, in all her pride,
Like a spirit glorified,
Filled and overflowed the night
With revelations of her light.
And the Poet’s song again
Passed like music through my brain;
Night interpreted to me
All its grace and mystery.
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Dawn Traders
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Shops and road-side cafés in India are open for long hours.
By half past six in the morning – as dawn breaks – they are already busy.
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By seven o’clock,
Business is solar-powered.
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Morning Calls
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Too few the mornings be,
Too scant the nights.
No lodging can be had
For the delights
That come to earth to stay,
But no apartment find
And ride away.
Emily Dickinson
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From Shadow Into Light
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From night’s reflection to the dawning of light.
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Rorate coeli desuper et nubes pluant justum
Aperiatur terra et germinet salvatorem
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Pictures taken in my upstairs hall at dawn
