Here is a day…

Here is a day,
dawn to dark,
a string of moments
small enough to
ignore or notice,
a stretch of time
between awakening
and sleep to be
savored, or brushed
aside in the rush
to some distant
destination.  Here
is a day, different
from any other,
with its own flavor
to be tasted.  The
golden glow just
before the sun
rose held such
promises as I
knew must be kept –
knew beyond even
the nagging whisper
of doubt were true –
that this very day
the whole perfection
of the universe can
be inhaled like the
scent of fallen leaves,
the heady fragrance
of trees returning what
was never theirs to keep.
~~ Danna Faulds ~~

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