as dawn breaks softly . the world wakes up in motion . there’s so much to see
there are simple clues . we all can see that anchor . our reality
look to tomorrow . if you will, it can’t exist . without a today
in the simple things . there is honesty and truth . and that is enough
danger only lurks . in the places we’re afraid . to investigate
there is a left glove . someplace warm, not living up . to its potential
offer good advice . whether or not it’s taken . we cannot control
in old ideas . there are possibilities . to build on today
possibilities . are just imaginary . until they are built
the life of a wave; it’s either crash on the shore . or fade over time
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