The sun rose just above the clouds, the water cast tiny diamond sparkles and the surf flowed easily from the shore.

The sun was bright, it’s rays were like a cloak of warmth wrapped around the body.

Cars went by but the world did not stir (just yet), birds sand their morning song, for at least one more lingering moment the silence would stay golden, brand new ( and life would be left uneffected, for awhile) during the sunrise on Bayfront.

As the sun continues to rise ( now behind the palm trees, it’s rays do not penetrate), for at least one more lingering moment, the morning silence would stay golden, brand new and life would be left uneffected, for awhile, during the sunrise on Bayfront