An angel, robed in spotless white,
Bent down and kissed the sleeping night.
Night woke to blush; the sprite was gone.
Men saw the blush and called it Dawn.
- Paul Laurance Dunbar
Saturday, July 07, 2007
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I really liked that poem, and it's a fitting companion piece for this beautiful photo.
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