Glory
Symphonic birdsong
Heralds the morning
Infinite dawning
Cathedral of light
Delicate dew drops
Clinging to new grass
Merciful blessing
A gift from the night
Soft sun and shadows
Dance through the forest
Honey bee's laughter
Blind frantic flight
Inviting doorways
welcome a new day
Great expectations
Awakening sight
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