It's 5:45 in the morning and the start of another day
A cardinal is singing a melody of the loveliest array
The darkness still is lingering and sun is out of sight
But songs so pure and eloquent are creating their own exquisite light
As the minutes turn into hours and daylight slowly breaks
An ensemble of other creatures add sounds that resonate
We can hear them all so clearly and despite the distant noise
We're blessed to have this option: our listening is a choice
So before we're off and running and are immersed into our day
We should relish those quiet spaces and moments along the way
They will refresh into a newness and ready us for the unknown
These times unmeasured are fruitful and through them much grace is sown.
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