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Tuesday, August 9, 2011

A New Hope

And the trees came to life,
As the birds signaled a new day.
The sun slowly claims the sky,
Rising to the song of the sparrow.

An explosion of light parts the clouds
And a better day is born.
Pigeon’s beating wings flood the air
And sounds across the universe.

Does the sparrow wake the sun?
Or the sun wake the sparrow?
Or does God stir them as one,
As a parent does a school child?

The hiss of tires join the chorus,
Pressing on the morning dew.
A clicking of heals signal failed love.
The collars jingle spells relief.

Scattered clouds demand attention.
The sun steals their thunder.
From blue, orange to a light blue,
The canvas sky is painted.

Let new dreams replace nocturnal tales,
And second chances have their say.
A baby’s cry, a kettle’s calling,
All join in the chorus of a new day.

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