In dewy dawns shrouded by morning fog,
The sun glimmers through the mist in showers of golden light.
The cool air is reminiscent of the fleeting darkness,
A cover for the rejuvenation of the forest's effervescent, lush life.
Melodious songs from the bellies of birds accompany the golden fingers combing the tree tops,
As the awakening day reveals her fresh face.
Nov 1, 2015
Nov 1, 2015 at 8:49 PM UTC
In dewy dawns shrouded by morning fog,
The sun glimmers through the mist in showers of golden light.
The cool air is reminiscent of the fleeting darkness,
A cover for the rejuvenation of the forest's effervescent, lush life.
Melodious songs from the bellies of birds accompany the golden fingers combing the tree tops,
As the awakening day reveals her fresh face.
