Prior to dawn
the darkness deepens,
as if gathering its strength
to fight the light.
Dawn comes
its rays of life
send darkness scurrying
and ting gray-white the morning sky.
Life's rays paint
the sky in shades of purple
streak the clouds
with pink and red.
The sun ascending
in silent glory
blinds the ravenous birds of night
and inspires the nightingale's song.
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