Dawn reveals herself
To the waking world,
Hues of warmth,
Blotchy and swirled.
Magenta and peach,
Pumpkin and melon,
Cyan and orchid,
White, grey and lemon.
Trembling darkness,
Before dawn’s waking sky.
Cannot protect itself,
Even so it still tries.
Scattering darkness,
The morning has come,
Night tries to hide
From the powerful sun.
No more despair,
Or sorrowful tears,
The new day brings joy!
No need for fear.
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