The dawn is a new bird, releasing itself from the cage of the dark, bursting light, fanning flames over the hill, each ray a murmur, a breath, painting the air with the freshness of birdsong and dew.
- Philip Lamantia
The dawn is a new bird, releasing itself from the cage of the dark, bursting light, fanning flames over the hill, each ray a murmur, a breath, painting the air with the freshness of birdsong and dew.