morning

sunrise affirmation
as the sky
gradually
stretches
from fitful
fading star
to hopeful
calming
blue

transitioning
across the mind
like
an eraser
to the chalkboard
of the soul

the bench
is damp
thick beads of dew
cling
to the verdant
foliage
laden
with sticky pollen
no cars or planes
just
the sparrows
calling back and forth
with hope
of this
new day

he sits
eyes half shut
wondering
how many more
views
of this
until
the same sun
same stars
dot
a new take
on the same
gently curving
horizon

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