1
First light awakens
the glint of dew
on outstretched arms:
Saguaro sentinels,
silent witnesses
to the ever changing panorama
of life,
wave good morning
to flocks mourning doves.
2
Turning pink
with the splendor of a new day
dawn clouds
promise rain.
3
Pastel blues and reds
streak the clouds of morning
waking the poet's muse.
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