magi
morning gloam
as flowers topple grayscale
and all dark retreats into caves
birds warble in swarm
weary figures engines rumble
and radiant day recommences
our will as sunlight
not unlike prestidigitation,
physical attainment of visualization
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Wonderful mood setting with your word choices and images. The first two lines of that last stanza are magic.