Morning lights

Just as it began to rise I stood at the precipice of a bridge readied with a phone on the double, pointing at a horizon that was yet to begin coloring itself.
Did I ever know how beautifully the oranges can merge with the blues in steady gradation?

What was I doing at a time when the world was dark and horizon aflame?
Running! Yes!
Woke up so early that running was the only option and then it began to rain, but the jokes on you dear weather. I'd already worked up a steady sweat. Hah! Sigh