Seals bark on the rocks, dash madly through surf, leap, breathe, dive; can they feel it, is there such a thing – the exhilaration of the utterly wild. *** Listen to this, it is the sound of morning beside the sea. Yes, there is the laughing trill of gulls, the silken slide of tide on sand. Lean closer, lean into the wind. Rise through the weight of your milky bones, stretch beyond your dreaming spirit listen to a world on fire.