The Morning Sun Invites You
- Timothy Dale Jones
- Jun 12
- 1 min read
Sit
before its fierce, clean stillness
turning brown into red,
green into orange.
Breathe
in the largeness of ferns, trees,
stones, and surrounding sky.
Become
an unhurried torch of gentleness,
opening space for everything.
Inherit
a quietly remade world.
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