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The fragrance of earth in the morning

The light on the tower,
it sees forever, quiet
it seems at 5 in the morning,

I sit spellbound neath my tree
as the darkness dissipates
before me, these things in
simple feeling, I love them,

I noticed the old Irises
in blooms beside me,
something wrapped in eternity,

Then the birds, I listened
in awe of them above me
and I wondered,
how long they had been singing.  
Written by Pishashee
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