Awake My Soul

What is this precious love and laughter

Budding in our hearts?

It is the glorious sound

Of a soul waking up

                                                Hafiz

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5 am

outside the world is waking up

slowly

the sun edges into the sky

birds begin to sing

the plethora of dogs down the road

start their morning cacophony

and a baby calf bleats for its mother

I hate waking up

and yet

for the pain of it

I would not miss the sunrise

or these precious calm moments

when silence rules

and beauty unfolds itself before my wondering eyes

and that time when the song of life begins

my soul too resists

the dawn

waking up is hard work

ah

but what soul can resist the pull of love

and the sound

of

laughter?