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The Rising Sun

A poem about change and positivity

By Audra SpanglerPublished 7 months ago 1 min read
The Rising Sun
Photo by Dawid Zawiła on Unsplash


Sitting In the Settling Mists,

I see.

That Dawn has turned to Day.

What was once Dark and Solemn,

Is now Bathed,

Awashed in a Grey

Turned Rose. Brought by

The Rising Sun.

As the fairies’ Dust

Falls to the Earth,

Gathered in Dew,

I see.

My Dark Sky has Turned Blue.


About the Creator

Audra Spangler

Writer, snowboarder, gamer, adventurer. AS warrior and Spoonie.

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  • SRenaS7 months ago

    very nicely written!

  • Alex H Mittelman 7 months ago

    Beautiful poem! Suns! Wonderful 😄🩵

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