As darkness fades, the veil of night’s despair
lifts slowly hinting, towards a new day’s care.
Ambient power creates displays so bold
with radiant hues from rose to green to gold.
It seems it’s all designed with me in mind,
so I reflect, what meaning might I find?
That life gifts power to me to act this day,
that I alone have power to act my way.
(The Random Poet:02032025
therandompoet.com)
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