Perfect silence an instant after dawn
Low mist rising off water an eerie brew
Enveloping all in cover as all stand still
Spider webs shimmer with glaze of dew
Surreal pause in the fabric of time
Observed by beast and human mind
Even to breath would seem a crime
Whispers sound like deafening noise unkind
Leaves glisten with misty jewels
First light of day prisms in the dew
Lone bird sings, greeting the sun
As aurora sky bleeds to blue
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