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A masterpiece, this moment of morning 
 
Reds and blues in canvassed hues. 
 
Whirling winds in swirling strokes 
 
Brush away the night as lightrenews. 
 
 
 
High in the air ahungry hawk 
 
With huntingeyes finds her prize. 
 
A perfect catch the hunter lives, 
 
The perfect offering the hunted dies. 
 
 
 
Scurrying squirrels and cawing crows 
 
Welcome the sun as night is done. 
 
We too awaken, soon toknow, 
 
Many parts we are of the Only One. 
 
 
 
No master plan this heavenly healing, 
 
Unfolding art from the artist's heart. 
 
Thepainter paints with LovingLight, 
 
Creating hope as again we start... 
 
The Day