Colors of the morning spread,
clouds rising like multi-colored steam
spilling upward from the lip
of the sorcerer's cauldron of the sun
to form billowing mountains
as the last star in the sky
points the way for the first rays
to penetrate the darkness
and bring the start of a new day...
Tangerine gleams and fades into cream,
the angle of incidence exploding the grey
giving the robin's egg blue reflection
a place to start spreading
as the light spreads and birds turn their heads
eastward, ever eastward,
spreading their wings slowly
towards the warmth and toward the light...
clouds rising like multi-colored steam
spilling upward from the lip
of the sorcerer's cauldron of the sun
to form billowing mountains
as the last star in the sky
points the way for the first rays
to penetrate the darkness
and bring the start of a new day...
Tangerine gleams and fades into cream,
the angle of incidence exploding the grey
giving the robin's egg blue reflection
a place to start spreading
as the light spreads and birds turn their heads
eastward, ever eastward,
spreading their wings slowly
towards the warmth and toward the light...
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