This morning I got to the train station extra early, because I wanted to take a much earlier train. 

As I got to the rail station trestle I couldn't help but notice the moon shining away in the pre-dawn sky.  


It was so beautiful that I had to stop and take a picture. Sadly the picture can't do justice to the moment. 

The air was so crisp, and still.  There was a special quiet too, the heavy, thick of early morning, only slightly disturbed by the shuffling and rushing footfalls of people making their way over to the platform.  

There's a sort of poetry, or maybe singing the world around us makes if we stop and listen for it.  

AuthorMako Allen
Categories365 Gratitude