Morning Song.

Things that are beautiful:
First light, as the sun rises over the horizon. An every day miracle.
The song of birds that greets the coming of the light.
Stars, still shining in the early morning sky.
The sound of wings brushing the air.
Time, stretched ahead. A whole new day, perfect. Each hour may hold the promise of an unexpected surprise. 
The bone moon in the twilight sky, fading as the sun begins to rule the day, an eternal dance.