Published: 02 Oct 2018 › Updated: 02 Oct 2018
Beauty
Beauty
Rose quickly the sun with bed,
Where slept behind a veil of clouds,
Cloud eyes had turned bright red,
Their brocade was wearing a ray of sunshine.
Took up a new day over land,
Morning brings happiness always,
The sky, as if dream, blue,
The soul pleases me, beauty.
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