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Soft morning light
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book 11 I walk in the morning
on dim lit mountain trail
Sun softly is rising
its light before me gleams
my footsteps sounds so softly
in the forest glen
on the soft green grasses
moist with morning dew
bushes line my passage
webs upon them catch
all the many dew drops
like countless diamonds gleam
in the morning breezes
high above my head
the leaves are softly stirring
morning light so softly gleams
soft grows a gentle murmur
of creatures all about
in their morning stirrings
in the beginning of their day
birds are softly singing
bees do quickly hum
tiny feet do rustle
through the forest green
slowly grow the shadows
in the brightening light
making pools of darkness
in which mysteries may lie
wandering on the twisting path
among the towering trees
as the life about me sings
bright songs of the new day
