With the first shards of the sunlight
Animals wake with golden glow
Trees of oak and teak of great height
Leaves rustle as a squirrel darts slow
Pond water shimmers as the sun shines
Water ripples as the fish flips
As grapes hang from a low vine
While a tree moves and the monkey slips
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