Between the dark and the day
There is a place,
Where the night
No longer has the fright.
And the dawn
Begins to yawn.
Where the sky touches
The earth with a gentle kiss.
Such bliss.
I sigh at the beauty of the world.
And breathe in the air
In this misty morn.
Such a time.
So sublime.
I find a bit of heaven
On earth.
Where the worth of all living
Is giving me pause.
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