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A solitary figure stands on a rocky outcrop, gazing at floating hot air balloons in a misty landscape. Stars shimmer above rolling hills, creating a serene, dreamlike atmosphere.
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A Serene Dawn
Poetry of a Tranquil Morning
Upon a rugged outcrop, one stands—
A lone silhouette in the hush of dawn,
Eyes drifting over mist-cloaked lands,
Where night’s faint whispers are not yet gone.
The valley breathes a gentle sigh,
As morning’s veil of fog unfurls;
Above, the sky—soft blue to violet high—
Welcomes drifting balloons in ribbons and swirls.
Twinkling stars linger, daring to stay,
While colour and light quietly bloom;
Forested hills in the distance sway,
Half-hid by the morning’s silvery plume.
A winding river gleams with grace—
Catching the sun’s first golden trace.
Calm wonder settles, the world reborn,
In the silent beauty of tranquil morn.