I cherish the quiet hours of the very early morning. It is a mysterious time when the night time darkness is overtaken by the first awakening light from the sky. There is a feeling of newness and hope during this peaceful time. The quietness lets the mind think and reflect before the rush of noise and busyness invades our lives. For most of us we pack as much as we can into each day thinking that our lives will be more complete with numerous accomplishments. Most of the time we are surrounded by a blaring fast moving world that is harsh when compared to the quiet moments of early dawn. Sadly our culture has become a maddening rage of who can scream and protest the loudest to be heard above the noise of others. Nobody is really listening because you can't hear when everyone is talking. I quote lyric from an old Buffalo Springfield song, " Nobody is right, if everybody's wrong". Give me the quiet of the early morning before the air is filled with the blare of the world.
