A thin line of day
Edges the eastern mountains --
Swelling molten gold.
Blushing pink, the sky
Awaits dawn's trumpet herald.
Nature holds its breath.
Rising from river,
Cool mist veils the blushing sky;
Cloaks the rising sun.
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Monday, October 6, 2008
A Thin Line of Day
A thin line of day
Edges the eastern mountains --
Swelling molten gold.
Blushing pink, the sky
Awaits dawn's trumpet herald.
Nature holds its breath.
Rising from river,
Cool mist veils the blushing sky;
Cloaks the rising sun.
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