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The World Awakens like We Do - Feb. 3, 2025

Gary Hunter

one bird sings

a musical alarm goes off

 

the first leaf flutters

someone’s eye opens

 

a lizard stretches a cold leg

I yawn and reach for the sky

 

a rising sun heats the blood

my coffee is ready

 

as the wind stirs and trees

start their morning gossip

my newspaper crackles

turning pages of the world

 

birds arrive and wing away

air traffic is picking up

a car burns down the road

trying to not be late for work

 

we may all awaken the same

but there is a luxury where dogs

and humans break the mold

 

two species paired in privilege

take the opportunity

to start the day all over again

 

naptime

 
 

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