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The misty dawn unveils her starry robes and becomes the day inside the day, the Sun inside my home. The light lifts into the sky shrouding the face whose name was the Moon. Daylight is a message that burns through us burnishing what shadows lay unfolding. To live in an ocean between two nights seeking the star within us turning, each day is glorious and bright and finds us kneeling to the Universe becoming.
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Sep 8, 2023
Sep 8, 2023 at 6:05 PM UTC
Sunrise
The misty dawn unveils her starry robes and becomes the day inside the day, the Sun inside my home. The light lifts into the sky shrouding the face whose name was the Moon. Daylight is a message that burns through us burnishing what shadows lay unfolding. To live in an ocean between two nights seeking the star within us turning, each day is glorious and bright and finds us kneeling to the Universe becoming.
God Appears & God is Light To those poor Souls who dwell in the Night, But does a Human Form Display To those who Dwell in Realms of day. - William Blake
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Sep 8, 2023
Sep 8, 2023 at 6:05 PM UTC
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