Sunrise photo by Mysty

Sunrise bakes the clouds,

In bright orange light,

It warms the horizon and splits the sky just right,

Over the years, trees and plants grow,

for without precious sunlight,

life would be nothing like we know.

The sunlight within me burns from the deep,

It bubbles to the surface from its humble keep,

Enlarging, expanding, until no more room to grow,

It bursts to the outside, into the unknown.

Traveling through streets fast,

It wriggles through space and time, future and past,

Until it settles on its destination,

To develop the spell’s manifestation.

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