Memoirs of Day
The rise of the sun,
As mists dance on the old pond:
Entwined with the breeze.
Glistening gardens,
Flowers frolic in the wind:
As birds chirp their hymns.
The ivory clouds,
Tickle the laughing mountain:
While the meadow smiles.
Flight of the red hawk,
From the bare cotton wood tree:
Soaring cobalt skies.
The praising wheat fields,
Worshiping the light of day:
Sun kisses their brow.
Sunset approaches,
Pastel colors paint the sky:
The earth bids goodnight.
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