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Sunday, April 15, 2012

I step into the light


Early morning sunlight
slants off leaves and
fluttering sparrow wings,
scattering slivers of sunbeams,
Falling on the dead embers
of a long-forgotten self,
something sparks to life,
within me.

And slowly grows
gathering speed and storm.
Like a new-born day
that finally emerges
from the dark womb of the night,
nourished by dreams
of possibilities
and new beginnings.

Shaking off cloaks of doubt
and self-loathing,
propelled by a long-ago remembrance,
I emerge,
to meet my soul
that had been always there,
waiting, embracing,
effulgent.

I step into the light.

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