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  • aclift

    Morning has broken like the first morning
    Blackbird has spoken like the first bird
    Here’s for the singing
    Here’s for the morning
    Here’s for them springing fresh from the world

    Sweet the rain’s new fall, sunlit from up above
    Like the first dew fall on the first grass
    Here’s for the sweetness of the wet garden
    Sprung in completeness where your feet pass

    Mine is the sunlight
    Mine is the morning
    Born into one life ready to play
    Here’s for elation, for every morning
    The recreation of the new day

    Morning has broken like the first morning
    Blackbird has spoken like the first bird
    Here’s for the singing
    Here’s for the morning
    Here’s for them springing fresh from the world

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