At dawn’s soft blush, a soul takes flight,
Perched on dreams in morning’s light.
A world of whispers, clouds below,
In solitude, the heart can grow.

Between the earth and sky’s embrace,
A moment’s peace, a sacred place.
In the quiet, where thoughts are free,
The horizon whispers of eternity.

Wrapped in hues of pink and gold,
Silent stories yet untold.
In this stillness, strength is found,
A fleeting touch of the profound.
🖊️ Jahswill

Somewhere the whisper came through, 

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