Morning cracks the sky in gold,
Spilling light on stories old.
But yesterday can’t hold you long—
Today hums soft, a different song.
Step out where the cool air waits;
Let go of all the heavy weights.
A breath, a pause, a beating heart—
This is where new chapters start.
Dust off dreams you tucked away;
They’re brighter in the newborn day.
Walk forward now—unbound, awake—
A fresh start is yours to take.
Thank-you for reading.
Remember there are many paths back to God.
Follow your own path,
Brenda Marie
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