Tangles of reds and tinted pinks
Hold an instant of sunrise in
Expectant glances of possibility,

Soothing shifting of colours,
Unhurried merging of
Night into dawning potential.

Teasing light bounces from
Hectic clouds shifting
Everywhere and nowhere.

Still at the start, there is hope in
Unknown days to be discovered.
Never mind those looming stormclouds ...

© Elfstone  8/1/14
The Sun
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