Dawning violet, splits the sky.
Fading, into magenta morning-
dances the wind- stratus spreads,
staggering,
creation sings,
rising, from solemn
earth- fiery tendrils.
Stars sleep.
light has come,
night’s shade
rests, between the bosom,
of sun, and sea.
Morning musk,
breathes hope,
into these,
shimmering
skies.