Friday, August 06, 2004

morning glory

i awoke
with the sound of morning
the light of day
tells me that i am alive

i am well
though my shoulders ache
of the loads they carry
though my heart heaves
of love waiting to be shared

i gaze
upon the emptiness
of the room
and felt joy
pushing my lips
to a smile

i wonder
how moments
of the morning
can weave its magic
to a weary soul as mine

i stand
in awe
to the independence about me
to the leader awakening
to friendships blossoming
to the new day
to great and small things
to God


i say

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