In the black drizzle
of pressing darkness,
the call to life,
another day,
a single bird
cries across
the dawning skies,
in silver light
and morning grey,
‘wake up!’
she calls,
‘wake up!’
and again,
‘Look, her smile
begins!’
and beyond
the edge
of a passing night
the sun stretches
across her skies
lifting light
and hope
for another day
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