I watch as light drapes over my being, a shower of warmth and comfort while cold devours fragile skin, Shadows of night vanishing from once loomed places of comforting darkness. The wet damp ground full of droplets shinning like small priceless diamonds once consumed by the dark but now visible. The moon still hangs to the west, a reminder of the night but now a distant memory as dawn forces it back through the horizon of overwhelming brightness.