There is something about this time of day that makes you think that there really isn't anything that can't be accomplished. Problems don't seem so large. Dreams don't seem so far away and there is a reassurance that good will win.
It's as though there is a comforting whisper in the air. It breezes by. Constantly moving. A constant flow that is a perfect background to feet pounding in a predictable rhythm and the breath of the body reaching out to join the world.
A unique gift from God.