Flooding This Shadow World

I am ever amazed, as if for the first time, as I witness once again the sun rising up over the eastern horizon, flowing in like the tide and flooding this shadow world with luminous light.

The plants and trees are illumined in it’s glow as it draws shadows of date palms on stucco walls.  Shining soft and golden it reveals the flight paths of tiny aviators dancing on sunbeams in the canyon below. This impossible beauty rouses something within that was sleeping….dreaming….of impossible beauty.

You would not want to hear of it again, I have spoken of these wonders so many times.  Yet, I am ever amazed, as if for the first time as I witness the birth of the dawn.

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