The Tao

The Sun breaks the Horizon Line.

In a Glow of Oranges, Pinks and Lilacs.

Boats swaying gently in the Harbour.

Ropes softly pinging against Masts.

Seagulls circle silently overhead.

Nothing but Silhouettes.

Against the Brightness of the rising Sun.

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