Sun readies to weave streaks of bright through towering breast beams’ looming fright, waking winged warblers to break the day with schwas before arvo’s robust fra-dee-las—a morning message missed by both those on bumptious commute and those who imbibed lagenas too brute, but which is ready to replay for seekers on each following morn, a friendly-patient friend with arms astretch to heal the broken and torn. ; )