Passages of Time

Morning Dew

A soft cool breeze with damp undertones brushes across my face and slowly nudges me awake. My eyes remain closed as I lay in the stillness of the morning air and breathe in deeply the gift of yet another amazing day. The birds echo my thoughts and remind me to always carry a song in my heart. May your path be paved with blessings this new day.

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