Dawn

The magnanimous dawn light called to me like a lover sweeping down and around like a curtain of velvet embracing and invigorating and uplifting in its glory. From her solar heart pulsed it seemed such a song of joy as to permeate all that is. The swallows and robins sang and chirped as if tomorrow would never come. The trees and flowers bowed and swayed to a cadenze heard only by them. The deep reddish orange orb of the sun flamed like a mighty God crowned with a violet tiara as the Earth and all life forms praised her life-giving energies.