As the mind clear and the dawn flickers with the passing seconds, allowing the minutes to tip-toe by leaving a imprint across the night sky. Quietly disappearing with the dawn that is merrily sneaking in to take place of the earlier darkness with sounds that joins the light. It serenades ever so peaceful while being a warm delightful ascending melody of the winds and some birds playing and dancing in a still blurry vision which accompanies the opening of one’s eyes upon rising. To be in the sight of beauty; the first glimpse of a sparkle catches the watchers soul with a grasp is paralyzing of joy.
     Now the sounds of heavy breathing has infected ears to induce joy and happiness.
Knowing that it is I who is sharing space that the morning sunshine has solidarity control. Now it is me; yes me who know shares this space with your lovely soul…

CE Cheatham