the spirit of morning becomes I
awakening and filling in the very deep soul within
with laughter and light
with jollity hugs tears
with passion and kisses
I am the awakening
I am the glad surprise
a tiny creature
powerless and yet still arise before flashing rays
learning to rejoice with all
in the universe
with all tribes of sea, land, and air
awakening at the very first moment
when the moonlight kisses the light
dancing
with laughter
jollity and blushing
sparkling the delight
with love and cherish
then I again realize
~ the spirit of morning becomes I
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