When The Sun Comes Up

When the sun comes up

I will rise to greet the day

With a renewed since of vision

In new time and new space

I wont be the me that sat at dinner tonight

Or the me who is swimming in personal plight

For my fears of success,

And my need to fit in

Like the sun when it’s setting

Will gradually dim….

And the bright burst of hope,

That I feed on in dreams

Will transform my purpose

To fulfill what I need

 

 

 

 

 

 

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