A gentle radiance, cloud and land parting,
A beauteous gleam, though love unrequited.A breath speaks its waking word,
As it opens eyes of the weary, dawn greeted.“Mother!”, her children speak, stirring from slumber,
Our gilded sky, brilliantly does she shine.© Sayer Teller

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This is soo beautiful !! As always 😉✨❤
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Thank you so much, Honey! You’re truly a shining beacon.
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Awie! That’s soo nice of you 😍
And you truely have best sense of beauty which you flow with your writings! ✨😃❤
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You have captured my own joy at the beckoning morning.
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Beautiful picture of dawn as nature wakes up to another day!
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