A Mornings Gift

But what was this? Something new…

Morning arrived
There was
Something odd
Something strange
Something….
Different he was now
Aware of
Nothing around him
Had changed?
But what was this?
He traced with the tip
Of his forefinger upon his lips
Something foreign
Something new
Curious?
A smile!

🌛🌝🌜

Published by 🌙 Crescent Moons 🌙

Poet, Author, Musician, Spiritual Alchemist, Magick

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