Look

Look

This morning when you wake

Look at the world

With eyes that are newly born

See each subtle shift of colour

As a vision of angel’s breath

Murmuring words of love into your soul

Each particle of dust

On your nightstand

As a gift from your ancestors

More precious than all of the world’s gold

And your lover’s face

Oh your lover’s face

That you know so well

See how it breeds golden light

In the darkest recesses of your heart

And shine brighter than the dawn

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Sara Parker-Fuller