At the Water's Edge
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
Tao
In the stolen hour before dawn
every life is equal
Plants stretch open, anticipating
the next crucial sequal
Husband and son asleep snore softly
demands not yet spoken-
But I and my tea watch the sunrise
with a peace unbroken.
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