There is a special kind of magic, one that is only in the early hours of the day.
There is silence then slowly, taking its place, there comes this beautiful choir of life.
As the sun begins to rise, a wild magic starts to arrive.
The birds start singing, the branches start to wave and all of a sudden, its a new day.
Everything feels good.
Everything feels fresh.
It seems like anything is possible, oh this, this is the magic of the sunrise.
A new day.
-M.
