Quiet is only caught frozen
for fleeting moments
in the solitude of this sunrise
The birds that have been singing stop
as the fresh light of day
rolls away the last shadows of night
The morning sun appears unclouded
I am outside feeling the warm
rays fresh on my shaved face
Even the wild dog is silent
Then just as I begin to absorb this unexpected stillness
the rejoicing earth awakes with songs of the light
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