Waterfalls cascading from heaven above, nurturing the
ground we walk upon.
Lifting heads of flowers so they may blossom with
regal color.
Outshining the dinginess of dark black skies are
crystal lights of raindrop's eyes.
So serenely the world becomes, white with innocence,
brought to bear by lengthening tides of starlit wonder
at the close of every day, brilliantly securing the
beginning of night.
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