Ode to a New Day
There’s a fire deep inside my being
Where certainty burns for tomorrow
Like a beacon blazing for healing
Those promises dull my dark sorrow.
That quiet right with the world
When the morning bursts into view
I hold that deep truth untold
And reach out to touch the gold hue.
I breathe for each day that will come
I believe that my Here will be There
I walk for the things still not done
I follow the ones I hold dear.
At times the storm blocks the light
And I fall on my face in the gale
But when I find again what is right
I rise high above where I’ve failed.
Because tomorrow is where I may live
And tomorrow I have not yet died
Dawn is where Possibility gives
A diamond for each tear that was cried.
So when dull gray yields to the white
I will sit on my bed wide awake
Despair and Doubt lose the fight
As I breathe my ode this new day.
*This was something I wrote for my Writer's Craft class, lol, which explains why I've turned to writing Odes.
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