In the quiet, pristine morn
just before day’s dawn
When new thoughts have
yet to be born,
I settle into stillness,
mimicking the trees
just outside my window.

Sipping tea breaks the placidity,
and the trees lightly sway 
in the breeze, they seem 
to welcome the lull.

I wonder if the feel
of the wind on their spine
warms them,
like the tea warms mine.
The thought subsides as 
quickly as it came,
and I settle back
into stillness. It’s
strangely comforting
believing the trees
don’t care.

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