The sun rises in the meadow and the early wake trills the oaks. Sunrise with dew freshness and aroma of heather that makes waking up still half asleep in the forest.
The sun rises for the thyme to open and shine the brightness leaves greasy jara.
The sun rises. Wake forest. Wake up life.
* Micro agenda published in 2011
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