Morning

celestial gift

Morning

The sun will rise here first,
stirring life that waits
in pleasant, calming darkness
for one more chance at light.

I will send it to you, darling,
swift and obedient, certain only
that in your sleepy waking the sun
will find its own celestial gift.


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