“Morning Has Broken” (Thank you—Cat Stevens)
I love the mornings, when there’s no rushing, and it’s quiet. Being a private part of a new day’s start. Watching everything stretch and rub its eyes. Even when I was little, I remember getting up before the rest of the family on weekends. It was my private time with the world. Just natural noises before the human world got going and made the quiet noises harder to hear. The birds and animals, of course, but the sounds…