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Her i denne skønne forårstid, kom jeg til at tænke på en dejlig sang, som Art Garfunkel bl.a. har indsunget:
Morning has broken, like the first mornig Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird Praise for the singing, praise for the morningprung in Praise for the springing fresh from the word
Sweet the rain´s new fall, sunlit from heaven Like the first dewfall, on the first grass Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden Sprung in completeness where his feet pass
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning Born of the one light, Eden saw play Praise with elation, praise every morning God´s recreation of the new day
mkh Elsebeth
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