First Light
I watched the sunrise this morning. It greeted me like an old friend. From the appearance of the first rays over the lake it warmed my soul. I could hear the braying from the barn, but I could not be pulled away. If there is one thing that The Secret has taught me it is to stop and enjoy, to take time to breathe in the sweet smells of the flowers, the cool nip in the air. Time to appreciate all the little things that only nature can provide. I could smell it this morning, the hint of crispness in the air. It won’t be long now. Soon the morning sunrise will hit the gold and red leaves in the valley as it makes its ascent over the horizon. The leaves will shine like the balls on a Christmas. And I will be here, on my bench taking it in, enjoying the moment.
