It was not dying to the life, sleep,
so one can be reborn in the morn’.
As we inhale, aspire, we exhale, inspire,
the breath of life is spiritual.
So too, to awake is as a promise
we made before we were born,
to be life. It is, this new day
is given to be anew.
Awakened newly to the world,
which has also evolved in it’s newness.
It's for us to find and be what it is
to be this new day.
Dec 7, 2019
Dec 7, 2019 at 2:59 AM UTC
It was not dying to the life, sleep,
so one can be reborn in the morn’.
As we inhale, aspire, we exhale, inspire,
the breath of life is spiritual.
So too, to awake is as a promise
we made before we were born,
to be life. It is, this new day
is given to be anew.
Awakened newly to the world,
which has also evolved in it’s newness.
It's for us to find and be what it is
to be this new day.
Happy Holidays All, blessings be .... Thanx for all you do. Have a good day :) reality
Request permission to use this poem