Every sunset closes the door on a day of pain and sorrow. And each sunrise opens a window to a fresh, new start. What will you do with yours?
A sunrise yawns and suddenly I'm born again, to hope and joy within the windows of my soul a shutter opens and I slide glad that the sunset has blanketed my body with marrows of dark
From blush of night to pink of day, I dance upon God's open sky enclosed inside a heaven where even Angels sigh happy to be part of a Universe I sit enfolded tween' the stars
Surrounded by God's love it matters not the time of day or night as I shift from dark to light with eyes wide open true I know that Mother Earth will open wide her arms to me and you
A chasmal moment of grace appears on the horizon to break the morn encircled by flowers, trees and rivers, I know that life is good no matter how many hours night throws at me feet no matter how much pain or sorrow I feel, I will never be defeated. Poem by: Mystic Rose