Waiting for the sun


As early as morning birds that arise to announce breaking of a new day,

As late as last night’s conversations

With reflections; self evaluation has become everything,

And mirrors are carried across busy city streets, along silent siloutes.

Altering the outcome while

Out weighing the trespass is hopeful.

Hopefully we come full circle to understanding,

Understanding the wish of today

Seemed eons away from last night’s rest.

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