My time, before the sun rises low
My silence, before the birds call out
My inner sanctum, before you stir
My listening to the still small voice
© 2012 Michael Yost 2/25
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Michael's Lair 
beautiful.
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Thanks David.
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Lovely, Michael. 🙂
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Thanks Paul.
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Ah, my favorite moments in life. Gorgeous thoughts.
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Thanks McGee.
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I love this – the stillness, the inner voice….mornings are so sweet!
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I do appreciate that Sherry, thanks.
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Listen!
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If any have ears..
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Indeed! 😉
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