i whisper quiet
prayers
of thankfulness,
my face washed
in the soft light of sunrise.

(when everything is
silent,
i can finally hear
the way this tender heart aches.)

it’s been a long, long night,
but morning has finally come;

and everything is new
at daybreak.

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