A ray of light. A whisper of day.

Moving sheets, moving feet, sliding on a jumper.

The day is long, the start is quick. No time to let thoughts running wild that flow unfiltered through the mind.

The birds awake, the streets alive just me still half asleep.

Oh wouldn’t it be wonderful, at least from time to time, to let the morning slowly rise and take in all it has to offer – mostly possibilities.

To listen and to linger; to rest and let the mind awaken. Letting all the muscles and the nerves receive the signal “time to go”.

And so the morning pure delight, hope and opportunity. Instead of weighing and oppressing, stealing creativity.

A luxury (in modern times) that only few indulge in. So how about, we make it more and start tomorrow morning?

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