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Sunrise
With its silent magic sunrise
Takes the whole sky…
Not by storm,
Not by surprise,
In an unfolding magnificent swirl
Of scarlets and birds’ songs.
Sweeping sleepdust away
From under our rugs.All is aligned to light,
All space is filled.
And every petal, every stalk of grass,
And every tree trunk leans
Slightly towards the golden rays…The horses who pretend to be aloof
And only busy with their morning munch,
And multicoloured clouds over distant hills
Beat their drums and frown, spilling rain
Will fool no oneInto not hearing the melody of sunrise,
Into not feeling of this loving tremor of life.Anna Krasko 2023
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Try painting a wintry sky
Blue, light, high,
Bright yellow-pink-grey clouds
Splashed by this massive sinking
Fiery ball, in slow motion.On the opposite side
Dreamy, whitish sky-scape.
Nothing is sharp, no straight lines,
All dimmed, all awaits
Tomorrow’s majestic sunrise.Anna Krasko 2023
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