Birds gather under the early golden morning sunlight to sing.
Daybreak
Of Declaration and Hope
Twenty Minutes
Proclamation
Energetic
. . .
I listen to the songs of my neighbours. Some familiar, others new. As the tunes of daybreak twist and turn in the cold air I hear one more clearly than all the rest. One that turns my head. One that reaches my heart. A song I sense as honest, kind, and true. This is the song I follow each day...