The Morning Golden Rays

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

The morning golden rays shower over Kuta Beach.

I woke up at sunrise today to see what details the sunrise uncovers...

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