Dawn

I have always loved the start of a new season.
Always a source of hope and "newness", even though I experience the change of seasons 4 times a year, every year.
Strange, n'est-ce pas?
Nature holds the power to inspire hope of something new, something better and something exciting. It is never boring and always inspirational. Nature instills wonder and awe in the most blasé or apathetic of us all.
Beautiful and different all the time, never the same yet always familiar, a change of season holds the promise of things to come, a newness and uniqueness that remains unrivalled by anything the greatest of human minds can create.
Excitement at the deepest level of my being is what I feel during each season change.
Actually, the dawn of a new day holds the same power if you take the time to see.
Always has and will continue to do so forever.