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The silver mist lies on the meadow Floor. A sleepy world just waiting to Explore. A tiny bird awakes with gentle Sound. The first soft note on sacred, Silent ground. Oh, morning light, you break the night. You paint the sky in gold so bright. A brand new day, you chase the gray. And wash our fears and doubts away. A sunbeam finds the treetops tall and Green. The haze dissolves, a clearer world is Seen. The darkness fades, the shadows start to Flee. And hope awakes In every heart like me. The dew still clings to every blade of Grass. A fragile moment, Too beautiful To pass. The quiet hum of life begins to Stir. A whispered promise, Gentle And Sincere. Oh, morning light, you break the night. You paint the sky in gold so bright. A brand new day, you chase the gray. And wash our fears and doubts away. The mist is gone, the sun has won. A new day has begun.