“It” is the moment when the coolness of the night that was slips away from the earth and into the air and all that is natural and real understands, without knowing why, that the night is gone and day has come.
“It” lasts only about as long as a firefly’s light. And if you’re not looking, you won’t see “it.” The sun breaks over and through and around and begins conducting the events of a new day.
The sky catches the sun and lets it paint with its embers. Even if there is fog or rain or wind, “it” happens. “It” always is.
“It” is the starting anew of the day. “It” is an every-day gift.
“Forget the former things; don’t dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?” (Isaiah 43: 18-19).
“The beginning is always today,” Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley said.
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