Morning Mist Mark

Rose-pink it was tinted; that early naked ray for a new day, coming down from such skies in which night seemed to no more gloomy with stars and cold moon, but blended them right now into such a warm light welcoming a few remained of those little and distant twinkling stars, with that one star---the lone daytime star---which began to warm the cloudless skies remained no more thus becoming a fair view for one's stare to relish upon the early dawn while spoiling oneself to look up with no one else to judge such a self-treatment because no one else around but herself only,