The bright moment of sunrise
flowed over the landscape
with a surge of strength and power.
The day began as the last had ended:
full of beauty; full of grace.
Instead of flooding the valley,
the rain nourished the soil.
I didn’t know how to take the light,
I have been gradually adjusting to its love.
Now my days are full of joy and friendship.
William Wayne Smith
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