The Sunrise
The sun’s pure light rebukes my dark despair,
reminding me another day is near.
As I deeply breathe in God's fresh air
I meditate on things that I hold dear--
Sunrise on a hill.
Music's melodies.
Family and friends.
Thoughts that make me smile.
The rising sun affords renewal's gift;
another chance to think, to love, to dream;
for just beyond the shadows of my mind
the sun’s pure light rebukes my dark despair.
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