Morning Comes
Dawn Comes
Majestic Skies light the heavens with explosive colors of bright orange and a silky blue laced with traces of amber and golden edges, circling the clouds. The sun, a huge globe bursting through the superficial horizon shaking off the bonds of night that held it tightly to it’s cold breast. The bleak, blackness of the other side is hidden, dawn now reigns and darkness is no more.
When Synapses Go Bad 