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[revieloutionne]

Morning Ritual

There's a moment,
in the early morning.
Nature is just starting its day.
The sky has finished it's trip to blue,
but the rest is just starting.

We've a curious reversal with it in winter.
On the days nature gets active first,
we say "fuck you" and stay in our blankets;
on the days we're out first,
nature does the same.

But my favorite days for this time
are the cool summer days,
when there's a slight chill in the shade.
Bodies of water sit as still as possible,
and sound carries at just the right quietness.

The air is meditating.