The kiss of dawn streams through the boughs.
Awakening warmth filters down.
Dark spawned night has taken it's leave.
Soft whispered winds pass through the trees.
In the daybreak's blissful rapture.
Tender blades quenched in moist dew,
Rise up to meet sun's golden hues.
Creatures stir from slumbered yawnings,
New found hope in nature's dawning.
In the daybreak's blissful rapture.
Cool fresh streams glisten with it's light.
As feathered huntress takes to flight.
All sights and sounds abound here,
in forest and towns far and near.
In the daybreak's blissful rapture.
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