
Scattering of clouds:
waters slice through the sunrise
lone swan glides along.

Scattering of clouds:
waters slice through the sunrise
lone swan glides along.

The morning light show—
natural and the other
melding into one.

When the sunlight hits,
sudden exposure blinds you—
darkness becomes clear.

Blending of colours,
the making of an artist—
a winter sunrise.

Buried in sorrow
although you hide from the world
the sun finds your face.