The Golden Embrace of Dawn’s First Light

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As the horizon whispers to the night,
A gentle glow begins its rise,
The sun, a painter with endless might,
Colors the sky with soft, warm ties.

The shadows flee from morning’s grace,
Golden strands weave through the air,
Nature stirs in a slow embrace,
Awakening dreams with tender care.

Mountains stand in awe-struck gaze,
Reflecting hues of orange and red,
While rivers gleam in the sun’s praise,
A symphony of light widespread.

In this quiet, sacred hour,
Hope renews with each bright ray,
The world reborn by sunrise power,
A promise of a brand new day.

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