Morning Mist
I wake to the sound of silenced rain
and a world of fresh mist.
Here I walk after the rain shower.
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I feel lifted to the sky,
I see rays of sunlight,
peering like heaven through the clouds.
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This peaceful forest is enlightened,
with ilussional drips of twilight stars
and beautiful glimmers of life.
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Here I walk after the rain shower,
in a morning of pure mist
in the woods, sprayed with life and peace.
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