BLUSH BEGETS THE MORNING

sunrise over J.A Fyfe (2)

Lisa C #35  Aug.4/13

Over a field nearby my house, I catch
a glimpse of the sun rising and am
caught breathless
Like an old master’s painting, pastels
play out across the sky with hues
changing in kaleidoscopic
Fashion, so rapidly, I fumble with my
camera to try and record some of the
unexpected beauty
One lone skeletal tree, stands in black
contrast to all the beauty…

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