Radiant Veil
Beneath the radiant veil of dawn,
where whispers weave
and shadows yawn,
the morning's breath begins to stir,
as nature's song takes flight and purr.
golden threads of sunlight trace,
the lines of time upon our face,
and trees, in silent homage stand,
their roots deep-set in ancient land.
yet, in this dance of
light and shade,
illusions whisper,
truth betrayed,
what’s flesh and bone,
and what...