Morning

The rag of darkness gradually transforms now in to a red ball of gentle fire which will spread in minutes to all forests falls and fields gently awaking all to life with a warming smile. The ball of ice has started rolling down to form a stream to enliven the dead deserts to their green supreme! The dirt,the debris the torn rotten corpses carcasses are swept and thrown to the oblivion. The chirps tiny souls,blooming of pretty flowers,dew drenched grass beds have sent the ghosts demons dragons away from the scene. Now,it is for everyone to buzz with business and dance to the rhythm. The dying flame deep down the stony cold darkness has regathered it's courage and stone crushing zeal to re-kindle itself to jump again in to the enraged ocean of life.