Not a moment wasted
Sitting silent in the light of the rising sun
Salmon skies turned to gold
An alchemical saturation of frequencies
Transforming steel into
Precious metals and
Faceted hope

Not a moment wasted
Sitting silent in the light of the rising sun
Salmon skies turned to gold
An alchemical saturation of frequencies
Transforming steel into
Precious metals and
Faceted hope
The gentle brush of the sun against the morning clouds
How they blush under such attention
The rising intensity sets the sky aflame
Breath caught in a moment
Celestial glow
At the touch of the divine
The spirit lifts to flight
In a sky without end
Perpetual brilliance