Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Dawn Comes Early

 

Unable to sleep, I stop fighting for what I cannot have. 

 

The pre-dawn breeze through the open window is cold, 

Spring needs a winter coat this morning.

 

A mourning dove is huddled on the edge of the roof, 

and sings a cooing song...

calling the dawn.

 

Slowly, the world catches up and the light returns...

and with the light, glory.




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