The Morning

The freshness of the moist morning
The dampness of dew on the earth
Fills me up and lifts me high into the sky
The gentle breeze carries my heart
Up into the heavens

To be united with butterfly kisses
That are sent afar
The clouds in the sky
Conceals a hidden mystery
Waiting to be unwrapped
The lights in the city twinkle magically

And the voice of the world
Drifts musically through my soul

(1996)

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