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Aug 2016
Those few minutes of early dawn
when the first rays of sunshine
are just about to reach the horizon

and the sky and the sea
merge
in one pastel coloured sheet,

As if floating through a cloud
of cotton candy,

Muffled sounds
of the ocean
lapping against the hull

and the seagulls' silent flight,

Those few minutes of early dawn
before the world's madness begins anew

They are my favourite.
Namaste!
PS
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