POETRY
Dawn
A poem

And when you first stepped out into the pink blush of dawn did you feel the soft, dew-soaked earth rise to kiss your feet? Did you notice the trees breathe blessings down upon you in luminous bundles of green and gold, how every breath of woodsmoke, mist and mulch filled your lungs like a cool river? Did you feel yourself attached somehow to each fading star of night like a puppet on threads of silver light? And when the beautiful future which you dreamed of so long down that hard broken road finally burst over the horizon and tumbled towards you like a wave — Were you ready to catch it?
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