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[bodytext] => The sun rises just over the lake that mirrors the beauty of a new day And at this time it is not day or night but simply is The birds in the trees begin their morning song But this song is like no other song For this song never changes or fades away I repeat the chorus in my head and look up at the sky Such beauty in something so complex The colors seem to fade into one another First is the dark blue with its reminder of the night Then the purple that sits between night and day, the transition And finally the pink that glows around the sun, the new day This is all so peaceful, like a little preview of heaven My soul feels so rested and so calm, yet I know it yearns to fly away Higher than the geese that fly overhead Towards the glowing sun with its radiance so bright For these fifteen minutes of peace i believe it does leave my body, for my mind goes blank No thoughts, just amazement and wonder as I bathe in the beauty that surrounds me My senses soak up the sights, sounds, and smells of this transition period of night to day But like all things that are great, this to must end It is brought to a close by the first sign of human life A car flies by on the dirtroad behind the house And the new day has begun [comments] => 0 [counter] => 162 [topic] => 43 [informant] => brokenheartsbleed [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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