First Light
Shucking off darkness, Dawn arose.
Molten and oozing, she spread
and spurred to life
whatever her light encompassed.
In glorious morning
her bronze sculpted form
led triumphant birds and breezes
flooding with the river
past oaky markers
and granite milestones,
through crevice and canyon.
Onward like armies
driven by passions they charged
toward a gulf of orange-lit sea.
Daybreak,
victorious decanter
of Heaven's splendor.
(c) Tasha Chinnock 2006
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