Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Wednesday Words - Still and Quiet

Slow buds the pink dawn like a rose
From out night's gray and cloudy sheath;
Softly and still it grows and grows,
Petal by petal, leaf by leaf.
~Author Unknown

There is something uniquely precious about early mornings.  From time to time I go through bouts of sleeplessness and I find myself wandering the house in the early hours.  In the summer months I often take myself outside and sit in the garden and watch the dawn break and the world begin to come alive.  The air feels different and there is a tangible air of possibility that I don't feel if I wake at the normal time.  It feels like a gift to open, like a flower, petal by petal, to reveal the secret inside. 

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