Musings / Poetry

Predawn and the Artist

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It’s in the predawn that I see you

Black ink sky dotted by crescent moon

Slowly gives way to light

Sunrise stretching over the expanse of the city

In this space I can see

You are Artist

and this world is your canvas

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