Pine Plains at Dawn
A pale yellow and orange blanket envelops the fields
The stillness is paralyzing in the most peaceful of ways
The cool, crisp air makes a late summer feel like an early onset of winter
The time can fool you on the seasons
This is where the world stops spinning
Light years away from the bustle of the city
With the rolling hills and stoic trees
Somewhere nearby the horses graze and the chickens cluck
The plump carrots, shiny bell peppers, and blushing tomatoes sprout from their busy plot
The sun pokes its head out as Helios does his daily work
And the critters whisper in the distance before the cars start to rattle the country roads
This is the moment where the gears start spinning and the universe opens up
It all starts here up on the hilltop
In the most delicate of times, you can stand here and make sure life doesn't pass you by
If you ever need a reset or the smallest dose of love
Stand amongst the quiet masses at the earliest of hours
It will all come together, my friend, have no fear
The sun will always rise and the fences will stand
Hold onto your heart and let the morning dew take you in
The rest will seem easier from here on out; just wait now, just a little for the day to carry on
The rest will be a breeze, and your challenges will melt
When you feel swallowed up you can always visit again at dawn
Your troubles may feel everlasting
But so is the warm embrace of this enchanting time and place
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