Leaning
from Hearken
Each dawn
The sun rises
Shining with the promise
Of a better day,
And a brighter way.
Each night,
The sun sets
We find ourselves
Altered
From leaning toward the good
All day,
Like a sun lower
Reaching for the light.
Tranquility
Featured Poem
Thoughts on Giving
Give my heart away
day after day.
Find my heart bigger
after the giving
than when
I began
to give.
Like dew launching rain,
the desire to give
comes again,
and my heart opens.
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