Curled round in color
The merry sun shines down upon
This morning world.
I move through the light
As it slowly finds me waiting
To begin the day.
Through silver skies she rises
Silky beams of orange ripples
Between the sheets of cloud.
I close my eyes as I breathe in
The fresh air damp
From midnights kiss
Raise my arms to the sky
Saluting the marriage
Of morning and light.
Photo found at:
http://store.jonasgerard.com/representational/house-of-the-rising-sun.html
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Peace, Love and Patchouli 