Grace Poem by soren Barrett

Grace



The sunrise of hope dispelling all darkness,
dispersing the mists of fog
Glistening dew, prisms of oily color,
morning bird calls echoing off verdant hills
Breath deep the crisp air
and let the burden of care
fall from your spent shoulders
Drink serenity and peace,
lift high your eyes to the cyan skies,
give thanks and receive release

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