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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