Joshua Reed

The morning is foggy

A fog that opens memory

That calls me into the mystery

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The morning is foggy

A fog that opens memory

That calls me into the mystery

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Ahead is a way full

Full of noise and distraction

Ahead is a day full

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Waking arrives

Slumber no more survives

Eyes fighting to not succumb to sleep

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Waking arrives

Slumber no more survives

Eyes fighting to not succumb to sleep

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So many heavy and hard moments

From the weights of life’s ending

To the laughter of newness in a baby’s smile

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As I rise

The day rises up to meet me

What usually is a noise of crying

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