I receive my morning blessing from the light on pirates’ rock

Pause a moment to consider and a moment to take stock

And the eucalyptus leaves that fall

From the silver trunks that grow so tall

Light a thought that floats right past me unaware

While the promise of the day pervades the air

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And the light lights up my face and mind

As the wind gives me a puff behind

I can sense the rumble of the giant rocks

from the village comes the sound of hens and ducks

Dawning  chorus rising with the sun

As I chase the morning uphill at a run

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