Whisper Peace

In the morning

listen

carry your burden

alone

speak with dignity

cast aside angst

sweet morning sunrise

exists to please

the eye

I

think about now

change only a somehow

if it isn’t an allowance

toward peace,

to shed our mortal soul

of the lunacy

of lost innocence,

to return again,

to love.

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