5:15 AM.
There is just a hint
of light in the sky. I can distinguish the tree line as an undulating darkness,
but I cannot define individual trees.
The birds are beginning
their morning ritual…morning music.
At first, I hear a
solitary bird. Soon, another bird joins in with different notes. Shortly, I can no longer differentiate the
number of participants. The song
transitions into a subtle symphony.
The music is
happy. I am happy.
The sky continues to
lighten. I can now see the pasture fence
and the hint of green grass. The distant mountains come into view. Stillness
prevails.
I feel like I am one
with my immediate, natural world. I am
content.
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