First Light
An enchanting blood red sunrise is slowly dawning in the east,
our morning premier glimpse, of this fire breathing beast.
Its crimson wave envelops the darkness of our land,
an hourglass revealed that drops each grain of sand.
Nefarious nightly creatures quickly scurry out towards the west,
the moon and stars now fade and claim their mundane rest.
Harmonious birds now sing, they’re natures unyielding band.
Morning sunlight reveals a world, that God has made so grand.
Ironically a fire, allows life on Earth to live.
It is hard to understand, how death can also give.
The first light now gives chase to the slumber that brings us rest,
it’s time to rise and shine and give this world our best!
11/26/22
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