We start on a slightly microscopic level :
The sun's rays in a blend of all rainbow colours enthusiastically race each other to touch the atmosphere for this new morning. They greet dew drops retiring for the day as they slip off green leaves. Chlorophyll on the leaves joyfully welcomes the rays; 'Good morning.' The electric life of a new day is transmitted from the leaves, to the branches and down the trunk to the roots in the ground. It overflows onto the soil, bringing each particle alive with the fragrance of a brand new morning. The freshened earth has insects cricking with happiness, passing on new mercies to each other. The harmonised cricking insects, chirping birds, the tranquil flow of streams, and the light waves waltzing with oxygen particles in the air - all compose a masterpiece; the Dawn Song of Nature.
We zoom in to a more macroscopic level:
A human. He hits the snooze button with a hand that threatens to strangle the alarm. Then he slumps off the bed a while later, eyes dreary, mind wondering why nights are always so short. The she next to him also rises, feeling heavy and weary.
The life in the water they bathe does a somewhat remarkable job in soothing their 'dreary' skins.
Looking into the mirror before doing her make-up, lady stares not in the depth of her soulful eyes but on the surface of the skin she always thinks needs to change, somehow. Her powder gives a closer version of what's more desirable.
The man is looking into his two noted wallet; wondering exactly what he did with the rest of the notes that used to be in there; for the smile on his face hinges on the contents of this wallet.
When they step outside and meet the happy new day, it's just another ordinary morning. Same old world with war, famine, and corruption.
Detail is lost in between terrains of vanity.
Today is The Present. A certain joy should come from just the thought of unwrapping a unique one every morning.
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