Morning has Broken

The quiet of the predawn is broken only by the swoosh of wings and
the call of birds hunting for breakfast in formation just above
the water's surface.

The birds soar and boats enter the water courses adding their sounds together.

The sun rises in the sky now and life begins to quicken it's pace a bit.

Man began his course before the sun was above the horizon so that
they can meet in the water...the boat and the light.

The Sunrise kisses the boat with a wish of blessing as the boat passes
on it's way to a busy day of joy, with fishes to catch
and stories to build one fishy phrase at a time.