SUNRISE
It's a good morning if I meet the sun
By SoulPublished 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read
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There's something so beautiful about waking up to a sunrise you didn't think you'd see. You didn't want to see. She sits at the fold between heaven and here, beckoning you to witness her ascension. A glorious ball of fire asking you to join her.
"Just hang on till the evening".
And even in night's darkness you can't help but revisit her sweet voice. You can't help but want to hear it one last time.
Maybe sometimes it's good to not do the things we really want to. I'm so glad I didn't. I'm so glad you're here too.
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I love sunsets; there's something so magical about them but your poem has me a bit confused. You're referring to both sunrises and sunsets. Was that your iintention?