Rose-faced world of re-awakenings
Dawn-frequent; and tender all.
Coaxed out mist's death-like mystique
Each as Sun's beloved, unique
Rising up to recall.
Your last, dear, wonderment of wonderment's
Smiling-refrained 'Light, more Light! '
Drawn as these, if oppositely
For which horizon's gold, Godly
Is too too lovingly bright!
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