Golden Honey

The sunlight peaks through the lace curtains. The heavenly morning rises with the sky as the warm light fills the home. light so soft it purifies the darkness. The silent night stillness melts away, warm golden honey filling in between the cold gaps. Fresh morning dew drops coat pastel petals as they sway in a spring breeze, brushing up gently agaisnt the pink cottage walls. the butterflies and bees emerge, ready for the day. They flutter through an overgrown garden, basking in the golden light. Humming birds nest in the trees, rainbow feathers refelcting like stained glass. The calmless stills the rising earth, a gentle scene gifted by the rise of a new day.