"A Quiet Morning"
The sun peeks in through curtain light,
And gently warms the room so bright.
A cup of tea, the world is still,
A moment's peace, a soul to fill.
No rush, no race just time to breathe,
To let go of what lies beneath.
The birds are singing soft and clear,
A song that only heart can hear
So in this space, so calm, so wide,
I find myself with arm open wide.
Grateful for the little things;
A Quiet heart, and morning wings.
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