The burst of sun rose up to see the flowers shivering and alive, their faces bright with curious life.

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The burst of sun rose up to see the flowers shivering and alive, their faces bright with curious life.
It was a lovely day, the sun a yellow glitter of early summer and the lush, green sea, rising and unfolding everywhere.
When we find ourselves wanting nothing, when one is so full joy emanates from inside and I feel now as if I want to live each day in the absolute fact the sun is shining.
Sun-strained and in love, all I could think of was how I was free. Pour me a last drop of that summer.
Life is quite uncertain but I am resolved to wait for a brighter sun.
The morning air began to bleed into the beautiful earth. Birds sang across the field and the sun rode across the sky.