Morning Has Broken


Everyday I rise and look to the east for a simple reassurance…a new day, a new dawn. The myriad of sunrises is astonishing, each very different from the next. No two are quite alike.
No matter how difficult it is to rise, or how much the world has shaken my faith the day before…this day is new. It holds new promises. The only thing I need now is coffee….

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