How shall I begin my song
In the violet morning?
In this day my heart will go out
I will seek peaceful means of expression
In this day, my heart will go out.
The birds are quiet this morning
They have nothing to say
The light has not reached them.
I have walked beaches and woods
As a means to reach the edges inside myself
The trees comfort me, the water soothes.
The light on the horizon is brighter
I will enter this day in presence
and acceptance of all that comes my way.
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