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Aug 2015
Morning rises over scattered clouds
God's masterpiece for our eyes
Arriving seen or unseen
Regardless of where we arise

Majestic but light as the winds
Playing out softly
Balancing amends
To an intense and immense
Deep sigh of dark space
That had its turn, has its place

After a time of wondering if you'll ever see new hope
Light dances forth with grace to share
After every dark night
The world spins on
A sunrise comes, an answered prayer
Written in a window seat of a plane as the sun rose.
Hopeful Ponderer
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Hopeful Ponderer  South Carolina
(South Carolina)   
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