Hour 11: Dawn (Form: Constanza)

Golden warm waters drift in bright,

Shine embracing the reflection

Ripples pop in excitation


As dancing sun rays recede night,

Gently awakening the birds

And disorderly grazing herds.


Spills the colors of the first light

Capturing rainbow in a dew

Composing every morning new


And the silhouettes come to sight

Ambitious to breathe the sunshine

As the first breeze jostles the vine


To cherish the catch in delight

The boats are set to sail the vast

Singing away the overcast.

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