I was staying at a friends house the other day.  His kitchen looks out over the railway track and beyond that across a valley.  I woke up before six and there was this golden glow I could see through the half open door to  my room.  I got up and followed it, down the stairs to the kitchen.  The sun had risen over the silhouetted houses on the other side of the valley and a golden yellow vibrancy tinged with a last shimmer of red illuminated a new day.