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Daybreak
Daybreak Desert sun, caress this mountain flat. Rise and warm, push darkness back. Engage the Earth, embrace it for your own names sake, Awaken the shapes and colors That daybreak creates. Establish the season Wind up clock, cut through the mist and shine on my stock, From molten ash, to ignited sea sending un-reined light, running wild and free stampeding flame, unshod and untamed spirited illusions from fusion burning so far away Dappled, green, or splashed fiery red, Mains of blue flame and hooves of hot led, Escaping confinement, seeping through, heating the blinds Encroaching and passing yet evoking nowhere to hide. But to rid all the world of coldness and dark. As the fires of spring gleam, Through open eyes of the heart. Give us this day, if even the last, Hold the sorrows of tomorrow and roll yesterday back So that when it appears I'll be wed to the sight, The softest beams of gold and white. And made as one, in light of day amongst the lost to light the way. You see, All of the above and the shadow of death, are all wrapped into one. The Sun, our greatest asset. For that, I'll be waiting riding high on the plain, Tipping my hat to the sky, “It's good to see you again”
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