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It's More Than The Morning
by Anodea Judith
It’s more than the morning we must wake up to
The birds have been singing for hours in our dreams
Let us not be too sleepy to remember the countless blessings
Waiting to unfold in a day remembered with grace
Let us not forget to love
To smile, to breathe the simple truth
That life is precious in all its configurations
Designed to guide us to our awakening
What a paradox that we must sleep to dream
And awaken to fulfill our dreams
What a paradox that we must die to fully live
Give to receive, and empty to fill up again.
Even our longing is a blessing
For it carries the wind across the sea
And stirs the ocean of the soul
Into the creative matrix of wonder.