Dawn is the time when nothing breathes, the hour of silence. Everything is transfixed, only the light moves.”

Leonora Carrington

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All is still across the cotton field

as the fog rises just before the sun dawns.

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Dew drops glisten and reflect the

golden light that moves through the air

diffusing the mist.

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A new day begins,

and the white blooms reveal that

harvest time is near.

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