Yet another sunrise,
Where are we going?
What are we knowing?
When nothing feels the same,
An unfamiliar game,
Pandemic of late,
With epidemic of hate,
Yet who we are today,
Is an all we do or say.
Confusion,
Illusion,
Doubt and fear,
Far and near,
Peace,
Joy,
Love abounds,
Though hard to see,
Easily found.
Close your eyes,
To see the light,
For just the heart,
Commands true sight,
The birds proclaim,
Another day,
Their song has purpose,
Reminding the heart,
To find the way.
With every sunrise,
We are tasked to paint,
Our joys and hopes,
Imagination’s gate,
Receiving a canvas,
With each new day,
And colors of love,
With which to say,
What we give to tomorrow.
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