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JOSE GERVIC LABE, JR.
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Gervic's Poetic Explorations #998008 added November 9, 2020 at 11:33pm
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Sunrise
 
When dawn comes and the sun will rise
Behold its splendor and you'll be surprise!
Take a gaze to the grandest azure
A picturesque view, a perfect sight to capture.
The first drops of golden rays sift through clustered green
Let the deeply slumbered earth to render its sheen.
A flock of dandelions drift, gyrate and twist
As the wind blows to lift the fog and the morning mist.
Now at a glance to the prairies below
Butterflies and bees drift at the meadows,
Where flowers bloom and grasses sway
Captivate all curious bugs to stay.
For every river that never run dry
For every stream that mirrors the vibrant sky
For every threadlike web that cradles each morning dew
Are crystals creating clones of natures magnificent views.
As trees stand firm along the alley
Cast a shade to passers by each day.
Its sturdy boughs that hold each nest
Provides weary cranes a place to rest.
Take a chance to bask beneath the shade
The little birds will pamper you with their sweet serenade.
Marvel the leaves that dance to and fro,
Whispering secrets as the wind passes through.
On the noon time, when the sun is at its peak
Here comes its wonder, a nature's mystique
Have you ever witnessed? Have you ever seen,
Those tiny pebbles dancing with the wind?
When daytime starts to end its shift
Nature never fails to show its parting gift
She paints with a thousand hues in her palette
A picture that you will see in the sunset.
Sunrise, Rewrite
When dawn's gentle fingers brush the sky,
And sleepy stars begin to say goodbye,
A fiery orb in the east ignites,
Painting the clouds in shades of light.
Behold the splendor, a sight to amaze,
A canvas vast, where azure greets with rays.
The sun ascends, a majestic climb,
Transforming darkness into morning's prime.
Through emerald leaves, the sunlight peeks,
Awakening meadows from their slumber deep.
Golden drops dance on spiderwebs unseen,
Diamonds scattered on a tapestry green.
Dandelions, like feathered kites, take flight,
Swirling and swaying in the morning's light.
A gentle breeze whispers through the trees,
Carrying fragrance on the balmy seas.
Below, where prairies stretch as far as sight,
Butterflies flutter in a kaleidoscope of light.
Blossoms unfurl, their petals kissed with dew,
A vibrant stage for nature's vibrant crew.
Rivers like ribbons twist and turn,
Reflecting skies where vibrant colors burn.
Each dewdrop clinging to a spider's thread,
A tiny prism where sunlight's magic's spread.
Trees stand tall, sentinels of time,
Casting cool shadows for those who climb.
Their leafy arms, a haven from the sun,
Where weary birds their journey have begun.
Beneath their boughs, a symphony rings,
As feathered songbirds on branches swing.
Leaves dance and whisper secrets in the breeze,
Rustling lullabies to set your worries at ease.
At midday's peak, when the sun reigns supreme,
A desert mirage, a wondrous dream.
Have you ever seen, on barren ground,
Stones waltz and twirl without a sound?
As day yields to dusk, in a blaze of fire,
Nature's final act, setting hearts afire.
A thousand hues paint the fading light,
A masterpiece born in the fading twilight.
So let us rise with the morning's grace,
Embrace the beauty in every space.
For in each sunrise, each sunset's glow,
A world of wonder waits for us to know.
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