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The Morning's Promise
by Steven Lima
The morning remains asleep as I stand to
be awakened by the lightness of my life. I need not worry in fright
for the next day ahead. For the love that swells inside me is
to see days infused like in a dream of play. My adult years are
here. There is no remorse but a longing to reach for the things
ahead. Will my fate be guided by a light that can only bring such
things to spring into the gardens of many, and not only mine?
For I have tried to serve only myself, not watering the gardens
of others. I have failed
I am sure to fail on the way to
be. For love is the answer to all these worries that come not
in rush, but in the stillness of my grandmother's prayer. By her
stillness, I know I need not worry but love the very life that
He has taught us to live by. To be one with all that you do, so
your days may rest while your heart is to grow in promise to the
world.
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