Dawn is the opening of a blank book.

Dawn is the unrolling of an empty canvas.

Dawn is a curtain sliding up on a tabula rasa stage.

Every day the rising sun gives me another chance to create something new. 

You feel the electric moment before the daily performance begins?

I take a deep breath to calm my nerves.

Clouds flit about in my stomach.

Welcome to the zone of infinite possibility.

What follows could be the performance of a lifetime or a reputation-ending disaster. 

I must be audacious

I will fill my unforgiving minute with 60 seconds’ worth of courage

My Heart Saw Day Suite (1997)

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