Another day is dawning. Wind is humming low. Silver light of morning, casts a gentle glow. Slowly sound of waking echo through the trees.
Ripples stir the lake with kisses from a breeze.
It must have been the same, when that first Morning dawned. Art courtesy of Robert Meyers Now comes another morning, blessing fields of Earth. It is a new beginning, and it happens everyday. Another chance for winning, and chasing doubt away.