Five o’ Clock
Posted by Gabriela Ortiz on
An orchestra of Crickets plays while the mourn of a rooster breaks into the sky singing to the sun, the moon tires from a ballad to say goodbye and cross the oceans for yet the next lullaby.
As the wind whispers to the animal of the night putting them to sleep after yet again one more stunning performance. As the moon and the sun dance with the earth the gift of a new day has risen.