Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
Robert Frost 1923
A rather melancholy view of beauty and perfection. But it would serve all of us well to seize all that is wonderful in our lives and embrace it while we can.
Here are photos of the fleeting beauty of today's dawn.
The western sky, lit by dawn's eastern glow:
pre-dawn glow...
sun-up -
the moon and dawn lit trees...
where I sat to watch....
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