Sunrise breaks the plane;
Morning song breaks the silence
Of the darkened sphere.
Long before I took
My first breath on this planet
The same song has been.
It is the song in
Celebration of new dawn:
We are still alive!
There is much to see –
The Creator has designed
Infinite goodness.
And we are His heirs,
Partaking in this beauty
Ev’ry newborn day.
~ Cathy Schrock, poet
~ Jonathan Kaufman, photographer
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