First Sunrise

A sunrise
golden orbs of yellow
pushing back the night
but only a nudge
Mockingbirds calling 
their songs of awakening
chitter chatter twill
To breathe in this morning
to hear it
to see it
is to receive all it brings
And knowing love is there
and here
from and within
We stand 
and embrace the day.


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