Wait, don't reach for the remote
to flick on the television news
Listen for the calls of the migrating birds
Watch the traffic of the clouds
as dawn washes the sky with colour
Feel the throbbing of your pulse
syncopate with the heartbeat of your lover
Tides of breath
Taste of mist
Feel of the earth holding you
Scent of night's blooms closing
Light of day opening
Let this be your morning news program
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