There is a stillness in the morning
that emanates from within
yesterday's rustling of the mind
is silenced by the slow sunrise
These soft moments are like medicine
rising early to fill your empty cup
with cool air and fresh hope
absorbing the energy of a new day
Fertile soil invites the sowing
of tender gratitude seeds
enveloped in the crystal clear calls of victory
touted from the dew-damp treetops
The heaviest grief can be be held at bay
in those first fragile minutes of light
the surreal sensation of another chance
the involuntary innocence of waking up
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