Morning has broken ...

Have you ever seen a garden wake up?
It doesn't leap up as if an alarm bell had gone off in its ear and it's running late for work.
There is no frantic rushing to dress up and run out without breakfast.
No desperate hunting for keys and praying there'll be no traffic on the way.

Instead, a playful sunbeam will peep in. Wake up the sleepy birds and remind them of new tunes to sing, and wriggly little things spotted near a grassy patch. And each memory brings a new "cheep" that builds into a crescendo of melodies.
Loud enough to wake up sleeping flowers and to shake the dew from the fresh green grass. Petals unfurl, testing the new air. Layer by layer, colour by colour... the garden shakes the night's dreams from its face.

Then there are those who've just finished blooming in the night. While the rest of the garden was sleeping, they turned their charms to the cool night air. And now, all tired out and totally wrung out, they just cant wait to curl up for the day.

Bright sunbeams tease the sleeping beauties; no matter how they close themselves up a tiny little ray always finds its way in and blows the sleep away.

A flowerly yawn and stretch can work wonders to work the crinkles out of petals.

As can yoga and a surya namaskar salute to the sun.

It's a brand new day! Time to be up and doing.