Shine shining bright that gives
Heat to the coldness of life,
Power comes from the energy substance of
Space explodes in time day: and comfort and light.
A new day comes giving us the privilege to
Face life again, to brighten up,
To have a purpose of existence
To live a better way, to go on,
To inspire the shadows of light.
As the waking morning arrived
Here to view in mind to warm up us again.
And for each passing day ahead day by day
In any purposes and meaning with any experiences
We have for the day that life may bring to
Each journey. The sunlight is there
To remind us that always light up
To face it all at once.
© Jocelyn Dunbar
5 June 2007
8: 00 AM
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