Dive into the Sunrise

All is quiet around me.
For a brief moment,
the fish cease their jumping,
the heron stills its wings,
and then I hear it...
the sunrise.

-Spaz

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Sunrises almost always seem to spark bits of spontanious, sappy poetry. Eucch! Sunrise at the peir. Too early. I didn't know weather to put this in waterscapes or sky. Oh well. Taken this morning.