Morning Light


Morning light

Gently caresses,

The tentative touch of a new lover,

Hesitant,

Hopeful,

Joyful in discovery. 

Tendrils of luminosity 

Wash over the city,

Darkness transforms to light. 

I watch enraptured,

Never tiring of the miracle that happens

As another new day is born again. 


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