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March 10, 2011

I love the morning time. The light. The smells. The sounds.

I read this quote today:


‎”Morning is when the wick is lit. A flame ignited, the day delighted with heat and light, we start the fight for something more than before.” – Jeb Dickerson


And isn’t it so true. Mornings are possibility, hope, and renewal.


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They are times of still reflection.


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They hold adventures, not yet bloomed.


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And blank canvases, not yet painted on.


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They give us moments to stretch.


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To be quiet.


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And perhaps even, to grow.


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Ah, the sweet gift of life: Every day is a new day to begin again.


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