Beginnings

A new sunrise begins to wake

the stillness and blackness of the night

that has enclosed my heart;

the crisp, new morning air

breathes life back into a soul that had ceased to breathe;

and the first birdsong of the morning…

unlocks my mind,

clearing now, after months of despair

into a day, at last, of recovery…

and sings “Welcome Home”.

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