The First Moments of a New Day
I never get over the first early moments of a new day. It is raw, astonishing.
The quietness is like none other. The cars are few and far between, and occasionally I’ll hear a bird chirp or see the ducks land and take off from Willow Creek.
You don’t see that at noon. You don’t get to hear that stillness at one o’clock.
The undisturbed morning.
Thank you, God.
P Michael Biggs