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Up early

I see the gray

ribbon of dawn flowing

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through the garden.

Fog still shields

the bushes' round sleep

while trees

push up the sky

and step forward to claim

their accustomed space.

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In the grass, grown

long overnight, a brief

ripple of wind.

No squirrels yet,

but the first bird

opens the day -

full of surprise.