I have again witnessed one of the great miracles of all time and a kindness of wonder; I have watched night become day. Day holds such promise of goodness and possibilities of adventure. It overwhelms you with presence and often seems to lay still to give us the opportunity to experience another of life’s treasures, sincere gratefulness. Morning allows us to see anew, to discover what appears first, and give it the attention it deserves. Shapes are first, then darker colors, and finally details and delicate things like colors and flowers. Deep areas are last, in the woods, under branches, away off. And then comes the day, full-on, rich blue skies, plants and clouds and day is awake and you are so energized by its becoming that the possibilities of your becoming are filled with meaning and tender with potential.
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