And He Steps Calmly On The Cobra ...

"It is like a finger pointing away to the moon. Don't concentrate on the finger, or you will miss all that heavenly glory."

'I Crouch Like A Crow, Contrast In The Snow'

A sunrise in the winter has so much more significance when you're unable to summon artificial light.

Or if you had spent your night halfway sleeping to make sure the fire is kept alive.

Or in preparation in knowing that the whole of the neighborhood's children will flock in and out your home because it's one with a fireplace where they can get warm after playing in the snow makes your clothes wet and your cheeks red.

Just one night and six inches of snow and no electricity... I know it's presumptuous, but I feel a kinship with this sunrise like the ancients of necessity must have.