Last Rites
The door had been
opened before you passed
through it
Light in the window
heralds a new day
One song away
from the effervescent
joy
Only if you reach
out
to the light
will
you
taste
the joys of
laughter - and
the hopes which
float on the breeze
Let the dawn
fill your cup
Drink deeply
of tomorrow's wine
the nectar of
grace awaits you
Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2005
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