Dawn fills that moment when sometimes in life you think things will never be different. Then the day comes tumbling through the clouds, the horizon lights up and things begin again.
Maybe this eternal cycle, this sunrise and sunset stuff, gave the ancient people cause to figure out how to build a Stonehenge in the slanted light, or plant crops by a certain moon, or sail their boats by the arrangement of stars.
Whatever the effect on humankind, I do know that I look to the dawn each morning in grateful recognition of the power of a new day.
Copyright 2013
Wanda Hayes Eichler
