DAWN (1973)

The sun streaks slowly around a mountain top,
Blinding off the snow and ice.
Night crawls behind blades of grass and behind the trees
Ending as merely shadows.
A chorus of birds accompanies the sound
Of wind blowing snow not yet frozen into an icy crust.
Deer awaken and push their pointed hooves
Through the crusted snow
On their way to drink water
From the noisy stream.
The Symphony of sounds
Blends together
Into a
THUNDERING CRESCENDO
TELLING THE WORLD

IT'S MORNING!!