The sounds of skylarks and curlews break the stillness of the morning The sensory architect already at work A fading moon compromises giving way to the sun dawning
Mist suspended over water waiting for warmth to dissipate The rocks are bathed clean Gulls squawking in salty air A traveling east wind invigorates
On a white capped speckled sea Fisher boats already far from view Night time now held to ransom for the day is center stage adorned in its morning hue
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Sun glistening on the water Dazzling, dancing, diamonds Sparkling in the early evening light Jewels courtesy of nature’s beauty Enchanting, exquisite, ethereal Gifted as day turns into night
Clouds transforming to Indigo blue As daylight is washed from the sky Transforming, stunning in simplicity A slice of moon illuminating the way Stars signaling the end of the day Guilty only in their complicity
