Morning awakens and a kaleidoscope of colors
Spread across the heavens, as she arises and
Puts on her soft billowing robe.
Off on the horizon the mountains turn blue against the flaming sunset,
As old man’s sun stirs the ember coals
In his furnace and retires for the night.
Sunrise, Sunset Englewood, Colorado August 27, 1978
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