I hear the call of the Ibis
I look up to see their silhouettes
Passing across overcast skies
The air is thick with moisture
It creates a cocoon of silence
A weight that isn’t heavy
Invisible rain drops fall
A symphony for bird song
Pulling forth earth’s fragrance
Green surrounds me
Clean and fresh
Soothing my eyes, my heart, my soul
It is early morning
A fleeting moment in time
Can I hold it for a little longer?
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