dawn by birdsong on the lawn
morning hunt for breakfasting has a song
sung each to each among our garden
and i should regret the pecked tomato
built birdsnest in our busy tree
but song is such bright company
especially when the fullest moon is leaving
drunk on some highway sky
and i know she is on a crash collision
with her son Sol in morning light
so i content with bird nests,bees drowsiness
the yearn of flowers for green Light
and rise with them towards some unseen
appointment in the morning's eye
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