I awaken predawn...
darkness has not yet ceded to morn
yet the birds sing with wild abandon
...as if nothing else matters
but this one moment in time.
A lesson, perhaps?
Would that we could greet
the day as they do—
with a song on our lips,
and peace in our hearts
© Ginny Brannan 2022
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