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The Process of Love
January 29, 2023Splendor
The predawn sky, a canvas of gray
A tranquil state, before the day
The world is still, a peaceful lull
As stars above, begin to dull
The silence broken, by a songbird's trill
A symphony, that nature will
A gentle breeze, that cools the air
A promise of beauty, that soon will be there
As the sky begins to lighten
Colors start to brighten
A spectrum of hues, from pink to gold
A sight, that never gets old
The sun, a fiery orb
Rises in the east, a new day born
A spectacle of beauty, that never fails
To take our breath away, it prevails
As the predawn gives way
To the light of day
We are reminded, of the world's splendor
And the peace that will always render.
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Steven Gauci
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