Morning Poetry

In the early hours of morning

When the dew dangles on the grass

And nature just begins to wake

I am at peace

The air is thickened with quiet

And my brain has barely stirred

Thrills of unknown excitement lay before me

As I open myself up to the day

No expectation

Only the full embrace of its conception

There is great power here

The power of now

The ability to appreciate

Not just the day

But each and every moment

For you never know

Which of those moments may change your life 

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