" Life sings .... in our silences,
and dreams in our slumber.
Even when we are beaten and low
.... life is enthroned and high.
And when we weep, ....
Life smiles upon the day
and is free even when we
.... drag our chains. "
-
Khalil Gibran
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Gray upon gray
then the merest insinuation of color
growing until
the sky half orange
half dreary
sings in silence
and answering the song
the birds awaken
and carry on the song
which floats through the cold still air
weaving its way through
the deep fabric of morning
until at last
life sings in my soul
joy echoing there
in spite
of the day past
in anticipation of
the day arriving
Sacred Love
Emerging as the merest insinuation of a smile
On this tired face
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