Choosing Love's Voice.
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When sleep leaves and tendrils of light seep gently
Into a dawn, - my opened eyes see clearly
An adventure ahead, - and I repent
Of any one minute wasted of this 'Nearly-
New' day which early sings out to be taken
And seized, then molded to what pleases me.
It is twenty four hours of life, - - make
Of it what I will, - - I know it to be
A given time, - an exciting space, - mine
To choose what to be, - - Victim or Hero.
See above or below, - stars or mud, - shine
Or prevent love lighting my heart. - appear
To be happy yet sad deep inside, - choices
Are free to be made. - I will choose Love's voice.
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