Touch, embrace the morning
giving birth to life renewed
cycle from it's yawning
until twilight's had it's due
All things done, full circle come
washed clean in dew refreshed
from dust we came and thus remain
this flesh unto this flesh
Baptized in the dusky dawn
clothing meadows fresh in sky
greens and reds in pirouttes
interlaced and multiplied
Each breath another purpose
such is life to serve in grace
life renewed to cycle true
the morning, touch embrace
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