Woke up to slivers of moonlight quietly surfing on waves forming a tempo of peace.. Joining hands.. melting into a dawn that streaks across the sky forming pockets of light.. Igniting patterns that spark echoes of awe and wonder at these stupendous brush strokes.. Hoards of Dark clouds crowd around.. Rushing to glimpse or hide.. Forming possessive walls of security.. While The breeze dances over the sea in rings of touched abandon.. A choir of birds joyously keeping pace with equal release..
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