Its a window at the first minutes of the awakening. Cause the moist and luminosity make it wonderfull of a so fragile balance! I saw many other lights of the morning on that windows, some moons and stars. First time i was sometime affraid by menacing shadows of branchs transformed into aggressive dark hands as the wind blows. There was some storm who let me in admiration in face of light and thunder. There was to listen so many birds and criquets. Or if it was calm i could hear the sound of the dtrong water not so far away at the dam. It was not the same decorum when it was my room. Actually it's the visitor's room, but sometime it came back my room like it was during that shot. This morning was the most beautifull light i could see like if the windows want to say... You miss me sometime...