First rays of sunlight touch my face,
Haze covers the land
And mist swirls in whispy strands
Hands that softly stroke me
Free and limitless light shines forth
More and more each moment
Whole and glowing with delight
Bright and warm the sun rises
Praises are sung by birds.
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