it is a new day dawning
outside my window
it is the first night
of the longest day of the year
from here on out
we plunge into darkness
it is the beginning
of the descent into darkness
it is a good morning
and I say so to the clouds
collecting luminously above my head
emanating gentle blue intensity
and purpose
the rose is opening
more and more each day
the gift of a gift
reveals itself deeper
each moment
as each day passes
the light sings grace
and night whispers faith
our hearts are being held beloved
listen
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