Daybreak

Where night becomes day, that time of transition is a sacred time. I open my eyes to the darkness, a serene stillness surrounds the air. I feel the promise of possibility, anything can happen. I feel the slow stirring of my soul, I want to create, the ideas are simmering.

So I begin relating to my environment with all my senses. I can feel the cold draft of wind by the window. I can hear the early birds chirping softly. I can see how night is slowly transforming into day. I touch the warm surface of the radiator, I smell the ratrani outside my window.

I then close my eyes once more. 

The sun rises, 

The day breaks,

 It is a new beginning.