May we finish with a dance
A chuckle, and stars in our eyes
Awakened now
Eyes opened
Perhaps late by some standard
But prepared
Then start the new Day
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With my eyes closed
I beheld you
Held you in my arms
And named
Each heartbeat
You didn't know
The length of my pain
Today, sleep well, I say
For tomorrow, no sleep
'til Sunrise
His Holy Truth
Things are not what we thought
And in the morning, we wake and learn
Nothing is as we were told
Either
This was all spin
Swinging, as a tired disco ball
Except
There is that standing truth
Upright and all
Vertically oriented
Waving at us in this bad wind:
Let go
Let go
At the same time, love it all
