out of the swirling clouds like a genie from a bottle.
Her golden glow casts metallic iridescence
over the dark surface of the deep blue waters.
She lifts gradually, higher into the great wide open
basking in her own reflection,
shadowing the clouds slowly melting them away.
Up from the horizon she takes her throne in the heavens
and the expanse of her golden light clears
the azure, vibrant and bright.
And we rise with the sun
her warmth, her glow, her power
and her promise of a new beginning.
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