Light is soft

And all things touched by gold

Magic rays diffuse

To create throughout a malleable haze

A light you can hold in your hand

And squeeze til drops of richness run through your fingers

The earth is bathed

With a greater wealth than any coin

As a gold sky overlooks

A glowing land and a burnished bright sea

In the golden hour

A magical mystery touches for a moment

Imbuing wealth to every leaf and flower

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