awakening cool of violet dawn
leads into warming day
eleven a.m.
and the first bees of the morning now arrive
drawing in nectar of astonishing white cherry blossoms
to the northwest
astonishing light blue white haze sky
and puffy white cloud blossoms over the ridge
lifting my gaze
from blossom to blossom
my self i notice now
being here blossoming
in all this splendor
warming in the wonder of this day
now blossoming in my eye
and in my ear
now hearing the music
and dancing this same dance
i notice now
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