Dawn's Delights
I stand before the morning's dawn,
to watch the rising sun's ascent,
with dew laden grass and
the remnants of stars as my
boon companions and my silent confidants,
as I gaze in awe at the
sky's transition from night into day,
from darkness to light.
And in those all to few and brief moments,
when the crickets are quiet
and the birds are in slumber,
I stand in silent reverence
in honor of the morning rays
and to pay homage for
the grace of a new day.
I am cleansed, renewed, and reborn
with the shedding of the
cloak of shadows that enshrouds the night,
and the coming promise of the
radiant dawn's glorious delights.
I am enraptured,
and I am made whole once more.
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