I wish I was like the Little Prince.  He chased the sunset around his tiny planet. I would follow the sunrise.  Darkness yielding a soft eastern light.  Coral clouds turning into bright angel dances.  Blue dark, mysterious, then baby egg soft shell.  Birds frantically excited as if it is the first dawn.  Silhouettes of pines brushing the air for the arrival of the star.

And then there is light.

Once again the day is to follow my faith in filling up with the Divine and letting it move my feet and hands.Filling up and overflowing.