a perfect balance.

tHe SuN cOmEs Up. i took the 6:45am bikram class again this morning and, so, for the second morning in a row, i was awed by pre-dawn new york city. its serenity, its beauty, its quiet vitality. like a moment suspended in time, balancing in the neither here nor there. not dark, not light. the sky a blue with the intensity of the atlantic ocean, a few miles from the coast, in an area teaming with life beneath the surface that forces some green into the bright, dark blue of the water. teal, and yet not teal. blues from a family of color not seen during the day, not seen during twilight, seen only in these fleeting moments before the sun rises. it's like catching that moment in between an inhale and an exhale. it’s not positive, it’s not negative. it is as close to perfect balance as you can get. and it is therefore, somehow, boundless. and i feel suddenly at ease and hopeful and capable. i see opportunities and space and possibilities. raw inspiration rushes through my tired, not quite awake body and mind. i want to hold on to this moment forever. i want to frolic, to create, to embark on a new adventure...