to wake early is to witness the world emerge from
the darkness and into itself. to see the sun reveal it's
face by the gradual shift of the sky. birds speak in
babel talk and I wonder how or if they can decode
the languages between them. sunday morning and
the church bells will toll soon. to wake and to worship
as our fathers and mothers before us. my church
surrounds me at all times. i kneel before the ocean
and am baptized in salt water. this life healing and
renewing me. I who can be weary wish only to live
in the state of joy and happiness. to do so is to foster
that within and bring it to the world.
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