At dawn, the sun casts its silvery glow,
Awakening life in the stillness below.
A solitary figure, on Wisdom's quest,
Moves through the breeze—
that whispers truths profound.
The world unfolds in golden, radiant hues—
A celestial pageant, vast and true.
Night's shadows wane beneath steadfast stride,
As I journey onward, where the infinite resides.
MyKoul
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