I see how the sun rises today
A faint glow crawling slowly
On the gray clouds of dawn
Making a hole on the blackness
Of disappearing night skies
Some white birds still sleep
High above the treetops
They wake up and fly away
On this young horizon
On this golden silence
The morning starts to unfold
Rays of light like needles
Piercing the colder winds
Some leaves fall gently
The grass receiving them
A sparrow has just taken
This green fat worm on its beak
The sound of the wind
Whispers from the far mountains
It is a nice sunny day for me
Exciting Saturday, no work just play.
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