Redemption
morning awaits sunrise,
the promise; a new day of revival.
The shadow in the dim is
yesterday’s disappointments
and sunrise will reveal the new start page.
There is a weight that sits
on the heart of the night, possibility
having yet to blink from the east.
The Demiurge, the force; stretches like an athlete
preparing for battle on the field of what can be,
with the coming of the sun.
SMG
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