A NEW DAY

This morning at sunrise the darkness was filled with bird song as the night turned to day. Birds flew overhead, the world was gently waking.
 
The darkness and silhouettes of trees were broken by the soft colour and exquisite beauty of the cloud filled sky.
 
The Earth turned, the sun slowly rose, and the birds continued their song, in the silence that's always here.
 
 

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