Oh, how reposeful it is at dawn br Elated, I thought as I sat in my lawn. br Watching the Sun rising on the eastern horizon br And the blue canopy spangled pink and vermillion. br br The crows and birds seemed to welcome br The daylight with a loud chorus br And orchestra. Dainty butterflies br With amazing patterns on their wings, br br Gently alighted atop the upturned flowers. br It is the most magical and enchanting hour. br There was a gentle, caressing breeze, br Leaves were dancing on the trees. br br I was reminded of Pippa’s song br All is well and nothing can go wrong. br But in my heart I knew better, br This feeling will last until I open the newspaper. br br The universe works with such amazing synchronicity br Where human mind has reached the zenith of absurdity.