Oh on this most ordinary of ordinary morns
As we watch the sun struggle to be free of mist and haze
Let our beings be light
As we’ve risen before
To embrace this day
Tighter than the last
And the last before that.
Make it ours
Really make it ours
To seek all that is love
And make peace with what resides in our hearts
As the non-promise continues to be
That the sun shall choose to greet us
In the morrow of the morn.
Photo by me with my Nikon D750/Nikkor lens 28-300