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In the hush of a world just waking, Where the night and the day are making A tapestry, rich, unfurled, At the quiet edge of the waking world.
The skies, they bloom with a fire, A spectrum of hues climbing higher, In pinks and golds they swirl and dance, Capturing morning's first advance.
The stars, they fade but leave their kiss, Upon the dawn, a celestial bliss, While the lake below reflects it all, A mirror of the sky's grand ball.
Trees stand tall in reverence due, To the painting brushed with morning dew, Their leaves whisper with the light, That dances through the changing night.
In this moment where time holds breath, The universe pauses, hushed in depth, A canvas spread across the divide, Where night's dark veil and sun coincide.
The world spins in her endless chase, Yet here is found a sacred space, Where every creature, rock, and dawn, Bears witness to the celestial morn.

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In the hush of a world just waking, Where the night and the day are making A tapestry, rich, unfurled, At the quiet edge of the waking world.
The skies, they bloom with a fire, A spectrum of hues climbing higher, In pinks and golds they swirl and dance, Capturing morning's first advance.
The stars, they fade but leave their kiss, Upon the dawn, a celestial bliss, While the lake below reflects it all, A mirror of the sky's grand ball.
Trees stand tall in reverence due, To the painting brushed with morning dew, Their leaves whisper with the light, That dances through the changing night.
In this moment where time holds breath, The universe pauses, hushed in depth, A canvas spread across the divide, Where night's dark veil and sun coincide.
The world spins in her endless chase, Yet here is found a sacred space, Where every creature, rock, and dawn, Bears witness to the celestial morn.