The Birth of Daybreak

I stood on the shoreline of a tranquil lake, eager for the glorious birth of daybreak when the hint of burgundy, colored the sky; a signal to gulls, "Time to take wing and fly." Tangerine hues flowed from God's paint brush to color Dawn's cheeks a deep shade of blush. I waited with expectation for the sun to arise Its brilliance was ascending before my eyes. I felt a glowing warmth gently touch my face as he climbed from repose in an unhurried pace. There glimmered a soft light over ruffling waves. Scenes like this, my camera captures and saves. *A collaboration between myself and Jenna Logan* The picture was taken at my secret fishing spot on Sunday morning