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Favoured Frenzy
The sky unfolds in shades of flame,
A hush before the world can name
The golden hush, the waking breeze,
That dances through the rustling trees.
A gentle blush on mount and shore,
The light that knocks at every door,
As shadows flee and dreams take flight,
The day is born from velvet night.
Each ray, a thread in morning’s song,
Reminds the heart where hopes belong—
In every rise, a chance anew,
To chase the sun, to chase the true.
A hush before the world can name
The golden hush, the waking breeze,
That dances through the rustling trees.
A gentle blush on mount and shore,
The light that knocks at every door,
As shadows flee and dreams take flight,
The day is born from velvet night.
Each ray, a thread in morning’s song,
Reminds the heart where hopes belong—
In every rise, a chance anew,
To chase the sun, to chase the true.