Sunrise on Christmas Morning, 2007


Sunrise on Christmas morning, 2007.

Feel the heat that warms the cold,
Life, the Tao of stories old,
What breaks new of life that’s gone?
Nothing…it’s life found in the breaking dawn.

Revel in life anew,
Not like wings of birds who never flew,
Spread out, rejoice, and let it show,
The spirit shown in all you know.

What you feel is life, what you live is another story.


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