"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Today Arrives

Windows open
Today arrives
With the sun

It is new
Without blemish
Yesterday erased

Hope stands
At the door
Waiting to enter

Welcome it in
It is the strength
Of this new day


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