The sun, symbolic father
to the great hawk
whose mother is the wind
Pour yourself a cup of courage
you are a poet
write your heart on the page
for the world to see
There is beauty in the darkness of night
God paints Orion in invisible ink
only seen by the light of the moon
Art makes the weak strong
imagination replaces reason
power
The city skyline, moments before dawn
you can breathe in immortal beauty
untainted by the human element
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