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Monday, April 4, 2022

The time before the day starts

Let the early,  morning silence, permeate your sleepy, waking heart

Listen deeply, within your soul space; hear the dawn for she will start

All the creatures; trees; and elements; will unite in their own way

Welcoming morning, in a symphony: listening hearts, will want to stay


Silence everything, all noise around you, for a momentary pause or two

Hear the secrets, 0f all the universe; they will be speaking out to you

Not with words, of passing mortals; or the noisiness, of measured sound

Will the treasure, of all the world; be manifested, or even found


Set aside the buzzing cell phone; and do not let the tv's, blaring sound

Interrupt, this time allotted; or take away from you, what you have found

It is the time, before all moments, and a mysteriousness that can begin

With the start of every morning, initiating a creativeness deep within




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