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This early Ozark morning

80 degree summer air is heavy

with laden humidity

it sits beside me

and forces a deep exhale

High upon on a hill

overlooking Lake Ann

thin gentle breezes

travel through

this open wooden deck

I gaze out over the ridge

to hold the light in a moment

in peace and calm

and I say, Oh my

what a glorious day ~

how can I not walk in joy!