The Morning Sun

The morning light pierces the clouds

Showing down golden rays

Like spotlights illuminating the ground beneath

What special few were chosen to receive

The wake up call from heaven

On this otherwise regular morning?

As the sun’s power grows

The sky takes on a marbled effect

And the brief show of morning beauty

Is put away, until the next time

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