Aurora

Dawn inspires with her captivating blend
of watercolor hues,
the wisps of fog, the apple crisp air,
the electric charge of the new.

See how she bleeds through the trees
and crests the mountains high
laying her grace, all over the face of 
of earth* bound creatures eyes.

Dawn reforms the listless born
and clinks the glass of time,
raising a toast to night who boasts
of jeweled skies in summer time.

See how she weaves with each breeze
the threads of weary fate,
tending her loom from birth to tomb
a fate which none escape.

Dawn breaks each breath that we take
with beauty so sublime
no hour* can resist her kiss,
her never-ending climb.

See now, Aurora’s diadem slips
see her prismatic shine,
bow to her royal Highness 
welcome morning’s time.

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