Light that breaks across the sky as dawn,
taking back the night-claimed world once more,
Graceful lines of cloud with color drawn,
luminous horizon is restored.
Sleeping sights awaken with a yawn;
grand illuminations do not snore.
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Light that breaks across the sky as dawn, luminous horizon is restored. grand illuminations do not snore.
Author notesWritten in Harrisham Rhyme. A contest entry
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