the sun through the mesquite
the promise of another day
from the breeze blowing around me
in these early morning moments
when not a murmur will be
distance grows like thick, green moss
on the north side of a tree
I put it all in perspective
with coffee on the patio
filing away the pieces of us
that I once did know
don't worry about our yesterdays
no redemption to be seen
once, what kept me wondering
no longer pesters me
wrapped in warmth around me
all that I sought from you
true and everlasting
gone, is all we knew
in the whisper of the sunrise
it is His mystical way
to open up a window
the door shuts on yesterday
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