New Beginnings
Sunlight through the fragmented window came, Laying gold speckles at my feet; Morning dew sat on everything, Like crystals on a chandelier. Love birds humming found me, Their tune like new beginnings in my ear.
Harbor is a quiet morning scene, and the speaker seems to be soaking it in. Sunlight slips through a broken or patterned window and drops flecks of gold around their feet.
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