Dawn lifts veils of night.
Shadows welcome day.
Birdsongs exalt solitude.
Winged seeds set sail
‘Cross far sea of grass
Buoyed by early breeze
Ablaze in sunlit hues.
Each tiny miracle of life
Speaks boldly to my heart
And adamantly calls to mind,
Do not forsake this moment
Lost in tomorrow’s dreams.
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| The Golden Hour (Llano sunrise east of Clovis, New Mexico USA) |
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