Darkness is cast across the land. 

Shadowing the trees in cloaks of mist,

Hiding the land from the sight of everyone.

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Then, suddenly

Light pours into the woods.

The sun, peaking above the high hills

Comes into view

Shining down on the land

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Everything awakes.

The birds, fluttering up

To sing the first morning song

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The doe raises its head as 

The first light of day

Dapples across the ground.

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Soon, the mist clears,

Twisting away into nothingness

And the last traces of night vanish.

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The sun sees all, knows all

As it travels across the land.

It watches the sparrow's singing,

And the salmon jumping upstream.

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It even watches the trees, growing up

To the sun's rays

As they fall down to the earth.

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When the sun starts dipping 

Low to the west

The land quiets again

And day slips back into night.

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Slowly, the mist creeps out

 Of its hidden places and comes, 

Twirling around the tree roots,

 Conquering the land again.

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 The woods are watches only by a lone owl, 

who stares up at the stars, 

watching them twinkle in and out,

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 Cold like tiny pieces of ice,

 But also hot, 

As the parks from the day-fire.

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In the silence, the owl watched,

 Looking through the gathering night 

Up to the heavens far above.

 And then, suddenly, with a great rush of wings, 

He takes off!