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  • In the morning, the fog brings the dreamy clarity.

    In the morning, you are already out of your own way.

    In the morning, the sleepy crusts around your eyes, dear Cowbird Person, is the important security which keeps you from clearing the fog, too fast, too readily. Your dream crust keeps you in the moment, in the fog nano-sec, in the lobe of your cranium which knows things, in the part of you which has survived the night, and has a tale to tell, but not so fast, avian Moo, not so fast. Do not clear that dream away from your eyes so quickly.

    There is silver there, gold, oro, or an emerald green which could be the sky, today.

    (Painting by Susan)
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