Dawn is coming.
The birds began their chorus, signaling the dawn of a new day, a new chance.
Wind rustled through the leaves, as if to wake the sleeping forest.
The sapphire sky started to submit to the orange dawn at the horizon.
The Moon that watches the night started to wane, making room for the reign of the Sun
In its reign, another world has been created.
Dew glimmered in the breaking light, making the grass look like a glowing field.
The fresh dawn shone through the green canopy, giving light to the forest below.
It was as if the entire world was created out of light.
Instead of the sun giving light to the world,
The world itself provided it.