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Source:
Adults
Author:
Rhona Aitken
Title:
Summer mornings
There is a quiet joy in the stillness,
awakening at half-past four.
The stillness mantles roses,
webs deftly holding dew
that quivers luminous on grasses.
Even the ecstatic blackbird
has not yet filled his brazen breast
with morning air.
His carillon is yet to come
in honour of the moment
night and day meet.
As he breaks the silence
the world awakens.
Is there magic in this moment?
Does the blackbird know,
in his feathered breast,
the very moment when to sing,
releasing the cacophony
of life?
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