I woke this day
greeted by sun:
warm, brilliant, present
ray lashed out from mighty orb,
travelling far to find my eye,
yet meek -
patient until paid more heed than dreams
but though the dawn was blonde,
and radiance brushed my skin,
still it paled
Apr 14, 2011
Apr 14, 2011 at 6:28 AM UTC
I woke this day
greeted by sun:
warm, brilliant, present
ray lashed out from mighty orb,
travelling far to find my eye,
yet meek -
patient until paid more heed than dreams
but though the dawn was blonde,
and radiance brushed my skin,
still it paled
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