Slow morning rose and spread her golden glow
Across the white roofed houses by the bay
And leisure-light threw shadows in relief
While cockerels crowed matins discordantly
A fishing boat cut through a crystal sea
Leaving a crescent scar a white mile long
Yet silent...for the wind had blown away
Her rythmic...muttered...measured...diesel song
Tranquility exploded all around
And other than the wind's soft whispered voice
I heard God's Spirit breathe even softer still
"I've given you this day...therefore rejoice!"
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