"Dawn is the magical hour of silence, a time when nothing but yourself breathes. Everything and nothing is transfixed; only the light moves, and with each moment so does the Soul's experience.” ~ Jack Mountain

The pre-dawn light subtly saturates the still "shadowed" sandstone, while certain bits of it that rise higher catch highlights of extra glow from the horizon, moments before the breaking sun. Photographed in Coyote Buttes South, in the Vermilion Cliffs / Paria Canyon wilderness.