The day breaks open like a gift,
unwrapping gold across the sky.
Birds announce what they’ve always known:
each morning is a small rebirth.
Your heart, too, begins again—
beating its quiet rhythm of hope.
Whatever waits beyond this moment,
you meet it having already witnessed
the miracle of another dawn.
~Etheric Echoes
how can I linger in this?
inquiry for today~ a wise action goes so far for your heart…
Keep awake, alive, new.
Perform the paradox of being hard and yet soft.
Survive without calcification of the tender membranes.
Be a poet. Be alive.
~Tennessee Williams
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