Dawn over the water

Early morning glow of gold and red

reflecting back from the blue depths

Spring announces itself

with buds encapsulating promises

of glorious colour

Baby leaves begin to unfurl

on mostly bare trees

Birds sing softly

it’s a new day

 

And in this moment

the world turns

In this beauty

all meaning exists

This is our earth, our mother

There is no other like her

Love her

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