Delicate strands of light
Laced the edge of the clouds
Tainting them pink
And slowly turning the dark
Into a bright glowing blue
Busily preparing the sky for sunrise.
As the huge orange sun
Rose from beneath the horizon
The stillness and calm
Of this early world was interrupted
By a cacophony of birdsong.
A thousand voices in fugue
Praising the glory of daybreak.
The sun rose higher still
And light found its way into every crevice
Gliding over every surface
That the night had hidden
Within moments the earth had come alive.
The ground walked with a million feet
And the sky flew with a million wings
And the breath of the world
Danced and rippled upon the glistening water
And rustled through the trees
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