Fields green,
birds chirp,
dew of the morning.

Still waters,
clear skies,
warmth upon the back.

Light emerges,
meets the eyes,
the head forsakes
fellowship with its
resting place.

Arms raise,
hold still,
the muscles
lengthen position.
Feet kiss the floor.
New day!

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