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Sunday, November 9, 2008

Life as we want it?


The sun is rising, soft light falls through the
Window, bathing everything in a soft
Yellow glow. He wakes up, puts his feet on
The floor, he's alone, but now he wants more.

He walks out the door, flinches as the sun
Hits his face. The light shines on him with such
Grace, almost as if to say, "today is
Your day," that he can do it all his way.

He walks down the stairs, his house is near the
Beach. He raises his arms, as far as he
Can reach. He pushes the door open with his
Hand, he walks to the beach, down to the sand

He's standing on the shore, he seems deep in
Thought. The water round his heels, remembers
What he's taught. So full of life, so full of
Dreams, he greets the sun. He's content, so it seems.

He hears her voice, and all his doubt is washed
Away. He turns to her, her face as bright As day.
Ever so loving, they meet, they Embrace.
Together, they watch the sun rise with grace.

Cheers and Waiting,
Healing Poet

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