Sunrise

 

Sunrise here, you sleep

five thousand miles of sea

 

of life, of memory divide:

 

I used to think

I need….

 

But now I understand

I hold all in my hand

 

this living beating earth

this air I breathe.

 

Sunrise here & over there

you dream

 

each night we talk of

life & love……..

 

I used to think

I need

 

but now the pieces of myself

are nestled in my hand;

 

that little girl, that

grieving whorl

 

the centuries of pain,

are mine & mine alone

 

for now I know I’ll be

the best that I can be,

 

to live again

to watch the spin

 

of earth & sunrise

through the trees

 

is all I really need

for living.

 

 

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