Noticing Something Different

A brief running poem.  No rhymes. Not much rhythm.  But some interesting observations.  Maybe I'll tweak it some to get it a little more "poetry-like" but the idea is there.  I didn't get a picture that morning, but I'll refer you to another blogger (http://merseawildlife.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html) who has a picture that sort of reminds me of what Lauren and I saw on the morning referenced. 

I run most of my miles between 5:30 and 6:30 AM.

During most Februaries that is a very cold hour.

When running in the cold, I focus mostly on staying warm.

In the year with no winter, I noticed February sunrises.

Especially the one morning with the deep pink

Reflecting off the bottoms of dark gray clouds

With just a little light blue at the horizon

Between the water of the harbor and the clouds,

Which I noticed while running with a dear friend.

Although the joy of running at sunrise is nothing new,

I’ve reconsidered the joy of running in February.

And I ask myself, “What else deserves a new look?

What else deserves a look with a different lens?

What else would seem different with a barrier removed?”