JUNE MORNING

Just as the sun starts to rise

Up along with it I woke

Now a prayer so sweet and precise

Ebbing tears again I stroked

May has gone with none left to me

Odd endeavors I’m halfway going through

Ruining myself and just won’t let me be

Nevertheless, it’s what I’m looking forward to

Inaugurated not but now, a new self and soul

Nature is waiting, confessing and all

God never leaves, He’s there to console

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