When the light wraps her arms around you,
In the gentle embrace of morning's debut,
You'll find the world awash in golden hues,
A symphony of colors, a breathtaking muse.

The sunrise whispers secrets to the day,
Painting the sky in a splendid display,
With warmth and hope, it touches your soul,
And in that tender moment, you're made whole.

The world awakens with a brand-new grace,
As light and shadow interlace and chase,
Your worries away, like the fading night,
Revealing a world bathed in pure, warm light.

When the light wraps her arms around your being,
You'll find your spirit, in joy, agreeing,
To face the day with courage and delight,
Guided by the soft glow of morning's light.

In those precious moments, you'll feel the love,
From the heavens above and below and above,
For in the embrace of the dawn's first kiss,
You'll discover that there's nothing quite like this.

So cherish the dawn and the new day's start,
As light envelops you, warming your heart,
For when the light wraps her arms around you,
You'll find in her embrace, a love so true.

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The stirring of starlings shall fill the sky,
A spectacle that makes the spirit fly,
As dusk descends and daylight takes its leave,
Their wondrous dance, a sight to believe.

In countless numbers, they gather near,
A symphony of wings, a sight so clear,
With grace and precision, they come alive,
In the evening air, they freely strive.

Their movements choreographed by some unseen hand,
In perfect harmony, they take their stand,
In unity, they rise and twist and turn,
A mesmerizing sight, for which we yearn.

They weave and blend in patterns vast,
A living canvas, their flight so fast,
The stirring of starlings, a living art,
A testament to nature's boundless heart.

As day gives way to the velvet night,
Their dance continues in soft moonlight,
A reminder of the beauty that can be found,
When creatures of the sky come together, unbound.

So when you see the starlings take to flight,
Remember the magic in their graceful might,
For in the stirring of starlings, you shall see,
The wonder and the beauty of nature's decree.

When you can tell Heaven from Hell,
In the moments when your heart does swell,
A choice unfolds, a path unveiled,
In the crossroads where destinies sailed.

Heaven's grace, a serene embrace,
A realm of love, a sacred space,
Where angels dance on clouds of white,
And all is bathed in eternal light.

But Hell, it beckons with fiery eyes,
A world of shadows, where despair lies,
With flames that scorch and demons dwell,
In the depths of darkness, it casts its spell.

When you can tell Heaven from Hell,
In the choices you make, in the stories you tell,
Remember, dear soul, your power within,
To shape your fate, to choose to win.

In life's grand tapestry, the threads you weave,
With every choice, you truly believe,
That heaven or hell, you'll find your way,
Through the choices you make, night and day.

So listen to your heart, let wisdom guide you,
As you journey through life, side by side,
For in your choices, your destiny dwells,
When you can tell Heaven from Hell.

Through the night, eternal light does gleam,
A beacon in the darkness, like a radiant dream.
In the shroud of night's deep embrace,
It guides us through, with gentle grace.

When shadows fall, and stars take flight,
Eternal light unveils the hidden sight.
With its tender glow, the path is clear,
Banishing doubt, alleviating fear.

Though darkness may loom, and storms may roar,
Eternal light shines evermore.
It whispers promises of a new day's birth,
Illuminating hope upon the Earth.

In the depths of despair, it's a steady hand,
A constant presence, forever planned.
Through trials and tribulations, it does lead,
An unwavering guide for all in need.

Through the night, eternal light does gleam,
A timeless source of hope, a radiant beam.
In its gentle embrace, we find our way,
Guided by its glow, we greet the day.

The quiet eyes of a storm, they gaze,
In the midst of chaos, their tranquil phase.
Beneath dark clouds, a serene allure,
A paradox of calm, so pure.

In their stillness, a world does wait,
Before the tempest decides its fate.
A hushed anticipation, a silent plea,
For the storm's quiet eyes to set them free.

But within those eyes, a power resides,
A force of nature, where mystery hides.
The calm before, a moment of grace,
Before the storm unleashes its fierce embrace.

The quiet eyes of a storm, they hold,
A story of nature, ancient and bold.
In their depths, a world unfurls,
Where the balance of chaos and peace swirls.

So, we watch and we wait, in awe and dread,
As the quiet eyes of the storm overhead,
Reveal the secrets of earth and sky,
In the silent moment before the storm's cry.

Until our dreams turn gold, we'll journey on,
In the light of hope, until the breaking dawn.
With hearts ablaze, and aspirations bold,
We'll chase our dreams until they're gold.

Through valleys low and mountains high,
Beneath the endless, starry sky,
With every step, our spirits hold,
The promise of dreams transformed into gold.

Though storms may rage and winds may blow,
In the face of adversity, we'll glow.
For in our souls, a fire will unfold,
Burning bright until our dreams turn gold.

With persistence as our guiding star,
No matter the distance, no matter how far,
We'll follow the path that our hearts have told us,
Never give up until our dreams turn gold.

In the tapestry of time, we'll weave,
The dreams we've cherished, never to leave.
With passion and purpose, together we'll mold,
A future where our dreams shine like gold.

So hand in hand, let's press ahead,
With determination, where dreams are fed.
In the story of our lives, the greatest tale ever told,
We'll persevere until our dreams turn gold.