Dawn

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Dawn

As owls whisper their last ‘whos’

And breezes are full of nightingale’s croons

I rouse from a luscious snooze,

As your warmth around my neck tunes.

Your hands as soft as morning dews

Caress me with sunny soothing beams…

Alectrona, lift off your veil, oh, my muse,

As elegant as dayspring mist of dreams.

You bathe me in serene perfumes,

Of puzzling, spellbound skies,

Of freshness and azure blooms.

My goddess in a chariot of fire, arise!

A golden crowned head of blaze,

Indeed a blessing, in daylight break through haze!
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