[Poem] the eastern glow

I let the morning air enter my lungs,
as I watch the eastern sky glow,
I take a deep breath,
a small breeze starts to blow,
as I watch how the sky transforms,
a red line appears deep in the back,
where sky meets the earth,
a red line, a small crack
into the night and into my soul,
as watch the easter glow birth at dawn...
I’ve seen it many times,
but every time i’m breathless by the beauty,
so simple, so pure, so… complete,
it happens on repeat,
and stands as a reminder,
not matter what may be,
the eastern glow is there,
ready to crack the night
everyday with all it’s might.

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