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:: Poems: Early Morning (Spirituality)
 
Amidst the rising sun
Across the horizon
A birds soars flattering its wings

I sit ashore watching
The way the ocean roars
The way the bird sings

Can't tell you
How it cleanses my soul
And the joy it brings

I breathe in the purity
Meditate a while
Before the arrival of the polluted musings

A fresh new day
For all the creatures around
Only the man waits till the clock rings



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