Reach The Zenith
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Bernard F. Asuncion
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G-ray clouds disappear,
A-s the new morn has broken;
U-sing the ray of the beacon,
D-awn comes out March seven.
E-ventide turns into a day,
N-ight shadows are hidden;
C-old chill has just turned
I-nto warm wind in the
O-pen.
L-earn to weather the storm,
O-nce it brews underneath;
P-ouring rain has vanished,
E-arly lights reach the
Z-enith.
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