Predawn glow,
Waves froth like snow,
Sentry Moon’s shifts end.
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Rocks starkly standing,
Oceans ebb and flow,
Earth’s cool sand beneath my toes.
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Lone pelican knowing,
Sun’s first rays showing,
Divine presence sublime.
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Yesterday a faint mist,
Today’s story yet unfolding,
All that matters now, morning glory.
We’re also having that presence in our East Coast Rain.