New light comes
to all our days. . .

Our rhythm drums
to cut through
our sleepy haze. . .

So, each sun up
makes us know we are,
as we feel the fire
of our life,

so we can smile
and look ahead
to say, “Now what?”

Then, we proceed

+++++and plentify
+++++where there is need,

+++++and grow
+++++with our firm Earth
+++++and others whom we meet within our berth,
+++++till finally we know
+++++our own huge worth–
+++++oh so much more
+++++that merely good enough.

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