We Rise

That lemon yellow butter sun’s
got a way of coming up again
a way of filling my cup again
a way of being enough
(again)
to remind me
that the world’s gonna be alright again
that the day is worth the fight again
that there’s love enough for life again.

And then,

There’s a setting with a sleepy sulk
and a betting on another dusk
and a readiness to face the dark
knowing You’re enough
(again)
and the way the night feels on my skin
and the way the stars shine bright again
and the play of words, a start again.
And it’s enough.

 

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3 Responses to We Rise

  1. Mish says:

    I feel a song in this…..a little reggae. Love it.

  2. Sherry Marr says:

    Very beautiful. Life itself is enough, for sure……we just have to turn off the news.

  3. Shawna says:

    The rhythm/cadence of this is pure joy. I have thoroughly enjoyed reading this to myself a number of times.

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