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Thursday, April 18, 2024

The Morning Spell

I woke up to the fragrance 
Of a nautical twilight 
And witnessed the smiling cuckoo's voice
Streaming through the room's skylight

A moment, and some more, passed by
As I waited there 
Awaiting nothing
But I let the dreams fly

The tingling bells of my window chime
Chimed and clinked and twinkled
To the touch of the first rays of the sun
They sprinkled
Tales of the journey and moments of yore
That the sun listened
From far across the shore

They entailed the stories of the smiles
That jingled my heart strings
From three thousand and some miles
And I almost hear the voice
That melts my soul
And lets my heart rejoice

Upon the caress of the breeze
The wind chime calls again
And sings the song's bridge
That runs through its vein

With a smile in my heart
And dewy glimmer in my eyes
I go on with the day
As I glance towards the skies 
The skies seemed fine
But were still under a spell
Possibly of that smile
And of the tingling bell
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