The seasons of the day

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And the sun came out at dawn

A whisper and a gentle stroke of light

Through the shrugs appeared a fawn

Looked at the sun and an eagle's flight

And the sun shone high at noon

A breeze and a warming sense of delight

A butterfly came out from its cocoon

Smelled life after a long dark night

And the sun cast shadows at nightfall

All nature prepared for hours of slumber

An owl woke up and pondered new and all

Gazed deep to see truth apart from lumber

And the sun went under in the night

The stars brought a sense of God's all-might

Angels wings carried dreams in their flight

It's how we all go through peace and fight