hints of mourning sun
cast soft light
at the edges
of a lonely dark night
warming the emptiness within -
I welcome its purity,
its promise of a new day,
another opportunity
to be what I'm not;
it's why I'm here now:
I need the strength of this calm
before the world wakes,
screaming from their beds,
engines roaring to life
racing towards more -
in these quiet moments
the world makes sense -
birdsongs' soothing music
echoing across the silence,
the chaos of existence
a forgotten memory.
I soak in this warmth,
reminding myself
all of this is a gift,
I brace for another day.
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