Morning.

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Overwhelmed by the creator’s breath

I gaze enthralled by morning sky

Misty, red and cloud bedecked

It draws my eye to sights on high.

As the birds wing ore the haze

Total freedoms passage roam

My thoughts encompass future days

When all of Heaven will return.

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