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A New Day

 

 

In cool twilight hours
        whispering breezes
flow through the branches
                 of my being.
Dancing on the brink...
         the edge of extinction
                 of an old life,
Pages from my book,
        torn aside,
                 disgarded
New ones being written
        a different future
                different hopes.
Orgasmic waves of creation
        permeate my cells
               regenerating....
                  forming a whole.
Reflecting thoughtfully,
       who I have been,
            what I have done,
                who I have known,
Thankful for all those
       who have come into my life,
Propelling me into
        my wholeness.........
                   once again.

 

 

 

Kay Ekwall©1998

 

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