Bound To The Earth

Dawn's Soft Weave

Dawn whispered a breeze,

As her fingers tickle

And tease

With a tender touch,

She softly weaves

A blanket of mist

To comfort the forest trees,

As her sunlight

Dances to the birdsong

Within the sway of the leaves

Another Day

A tapestry

Of greens and browns

And russet reds

Weave through the hillsides

And downs

Like tweed embroidered threads

Blanketing the landscape

In preparation

For another day

Blushed Serenity

The call of dawn,

Rouged

To the whispering winds

Of blushed serenity,

Draping morning

In a silken sunrise,

Adorning

Magenta clouded skies..

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