Morning sounds.
No clock to know the time
wouldn't want to any way
early.
dogs barking, taking over the town. they decide they have collectively slept enough.
first-waking noises. then, fighting over some small scrap of something perhaps
eventually all falls silent.
the pack is somehow sated enough to give way to chatting birds
and the occasional howl.
then, two monks chatting on their way to prayers
passing by the window
car horns
sunrise turns the cacophony to music.
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