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Sunrise
The mist rises from the rocks
Foggy breaths off the surface of the Chattahoochee
The murmuring of the birds through the sky abates
They step lightly in their scattered ballet on the steps
They whisper their morning lullaby to me
"Awaken"
This way is the way it is always
Todays tomorrows and yesterdays
Time in my life grows slowly on the back of the sun
Each day is welcomed gloriously
And by moonlight dances until darkly done
