reconnect

life slips
through
loosened fingers,
like diamonds:

precious, and
fleeting.

joys
and
sorrows
balance roughly
on tired brows.

the sun rises,
and we move on.

and hope springs,
renewed,
with
every breath
of every new day.

life’s preciousness
carved
from a soul’s hope.


beauty realized
in you.

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