Judas Junior on Nostr: At dawn mist still lingers Caressing leaves of grass Fingers, dew-tipped gently hold ...
At dawn mist still lingers
Caressing leaves of grass
Fingers, dew-tipped gently hold
Glass drops locked until the old
Sun collects within them filled
Light bursting forth in gilded gold flame
Birds call to each other by name
Celebrations soar through air
Like Lion’s roar and shake
Fair morning I awake
You’re there.
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