The flatlands glow dull red on the horizon.
An ocean undulates with hints of color.
While desert mountains draw their bulky curtain,
Newborn, gray shadows fleck the dark forest floor.
Nocturnals curl up in their cozy dry lairs
As drops of dew display like jewels uncountable.
Diurnal creatures sniff the peaceful dawn air:
A pregnant pause when even fear's surmountable
The moon surrenders to the golden halo
Of tresses upward from the sun paraded.
A joyful birth rite: first light's pale, new-day glow
Exalts the One by Whom all were created.
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