A Shifting Sunrise

There are days when it can be felt

a morning solace, peace of mind

a sort of reason to be able to thrive.

 

We count on those hours with hope,

not like planning the night before –

oh tomorrow will be that day.

 

We just feel it in our pores

we know the rains will come steady

as will a basking sunlight of freedom.

 

We just don’t know when we might

be asked, handle both in the same hour.

~ finding my way, a personal journey ~

for Zelda