A Moment's Divinity

March 7, 2008

Where the night meets tomorrow
A new day sprouts with promise
Dawn of the rising fresh mind
Arriving new season showing its hand

Yesterday’s miserable fear and loss
Suffering memories of imperfection
Vanish as the dark of the ending night
Gives way to the beauty of the light

Colors, alive in the visible air
Intersecting realms, newly aware
Breathe in the majestic, if you dare
Risk a moment’s divinity there

Type: Poetry

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