Shadows of the Morning Light

 

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Do the shadows of the morning light,

Negate all work of the previous day,

Or reflect its improvement or change?

Can I measure progress based on what the sun does,

Shining through the lace curtains of an old Victorian doorway,

Or do I have to accept it; surrendering to this moment in time,

Recognizing, I have no influence at all on how it looks,

Just the power to observe, and maybe,

Maybe, help someone else find meaning where I did.

 

And I find meaning everywhere.

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