Secrets of Life

Soft golden rays of sunlight creates a reddish glow on the horizon that does not exist; it is only one of many illusions that life creates. Every cloud beholds a pinkish tinge, like a Sheppard’s delight ready to set sail in to the unknown. Silence is broken by the many birds breaking into song; innocent, untouched and pure. Much of the sleeping plant life is covered in dew fashioned from the past day’s breath, like little crystal tears ready to reflect light thus producing many bands of colour. Mist covers a minute amount of ground representing the meaning of another day slowly being born erasing yesterday’s misfortunes, however, it still bares memory. Morning has broken and countless secrets are yet to be found.