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dawn

the flowers step from lemongrass shades to the hues of morning skies
dappled dreams dance weightless in the quiet floating mist,
hugging cliffside touching coastline soaking the whispers of time
salty tang of stretching sea, sink beneath the roots
a ray of sunlight brushing leaves and a distant seagull’s cry
mirage of memories blur like brushstrokes against the rising sun,
the inevitable washing away of time to sepia blues yet when all is said and done,
precious bittersweetness a lingering taste on tongue of all those faded past
cherish the rolling water dew the touch of a gentle loving hand,
the suspended beauty lingers on the hilltop’s lonely sigh,
as the breeze travels softly on to where the ocean meets the sky.