A yellow sun rose leisurely into the heavens, illuminating the previously dark skies filled only with a handful of stars and a sliver of moon tossed mindlessly into the air. It painted space with warm tones and shades, brightly emphasized in the morning sky. The light it radiated spread gradually across each subject in its path; it lit the earth for all to see. It showed the flowers in all their colour and revealed gems of dew on vibrantly green grass blades. It shimmered on water caught in a web and it woke the weaver from peaceful sleep.
Slowly the world rose, awakened from its slumber to a brilliant morning. A cloud gray rabbit twitched its ears in wary search for predators and victuals both. A beetle climbed silently over a leaf, knocking off dew and rain to the muddy floor. From treetop the tapped racket of a woodpecker rang out over the scene, dominating the crescendo of music composed by resident avians. Sound slowly penetrated through where the light had not entered and woke the remaining dozers from rest.