Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Awaken
every dawning has a distinct texture
sometimes stenciled in botanical hues
sometimes etched in dark and white toile
sometimes intensely orange shaded as the sun
every dawning has a distinct fold
sometimes planted into pots of lavender
sometimes twisted into elusive glass
sometimes turned into ponds of goldfish
and on the darkest days
it is torn into pieces of paper
shredded and discarded by hands
only to be woven into new horizons
~Emily Loren Moss Ferrell
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