Hues of the rich unfolding morn,
That, ere the glorious sun be born,
By some soft touch invisible
Around his path are taught to swell; -
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so kindly, consling and really heavenly, like the advice of an old, old friend suddenly met through the poem. Deep thanks to whoever posted this poet's poems. I'm so happy to meet him here.
There are a lot of beautiful phrasings going on in this piece.
what a morning prayer...full of appreciation an adoration..a perfect poem to begin Easter Monday
really good to read after enjoying a evening walk New every morning is love our wakening and uprising prove....
..........a beautiful poem of morning ★