My pup and I, we now get up before the birds
’Cause it’s dark, and they’re still sleep.

We’re in the Northern Hemisphere, so
If it had been July, the sun would have already
awakened them.

But it is August, and the sun comes later.
There’s a hum.

The sound of life beginning to awaken
To face another day.

May I face this day with grace and wisdom,
So that tomorrow, I will be able to

joyfully sing with the birds.