The soft glow of gentle daylight
Seeps through tangled branches,
Urgent to flood the silent space.
Elegant silhouettes mourn to melt away
From the majestic dance of The Darkness of Night;
They twist and waver and shout words of dismay
As the radiant light stretches awake,
Piercing dark shadows with blinding rays.
Sunshine speckles the littered forest floor
And engulfs the ocean of green meadow grass
That is pushed in a current by the chilled morning breeze...
It shimmers off of the early dew
And slowly lifts the dark, curtaining veil.
Glittery stars have faded away;
A brilliant blue sky illuminates.
The air is fresh and light,
Filled with the sweet scent of oak and pine
And of the shy blossoms newly bloomed
In the softened glow of peaceful daylight
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