A chanting morning to wake the drowsy world
Hills dreaming in the swinging branches shade
Dry leaves swaying in the finest breeze
Then the light waddled in the deepest cliffs
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A refined poetic imagination, ABD. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.