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Dawn

the trees are shadows
against the brightening skies,
a new day is coming
carrying with it
the same questions:
how will we make this one better
than the one that came before;
what will we do
to earn a beautiful sunset;
what are we willing
to put into today
to feed our soul,
to clear out the darkness
within our mind,
to put solid ground
beneath our feet
to understand,
to find joy
and a sliver
of peace

Desires

what is wanting
but a weight up on the soul
dragging our thoughts
to that one more thing
of our desires -
blinding our minds
to all that we have -

it is never enough,
we're left filled
with the aches of longing;

if we open our hearts,
our eyes and our minds
we will see
we have so much,
all we need

Sins Revealed

the rain came sideways
in steady gray sheets,
riding the furious gusts
that tore at the windows
and tossed about
all that wasn't weighted down;

the light show upon the black canvas
flashed a dangerous disco,
preceding the vicious cracks of thunder
that fragmented the night,
further darkening the sky;

too many saw it as a cool storm,
a hard rain,
another day,
to the those willing to open eyes,
it was another sign
of our deepening sin