
I watch the sunrise every morning
And I smile
Every morning.
There are always wings
Pointing towards that sun,
Showing my mind’s eye the way
To the day’s glowing potential.
The stork teaches us rebirth on a deep level. Struggle is a chance for rebirth and renewal.
Quiet, hushed, we grow, we heal,
We learn to understand
That everything is touched by time
And time must run its course.
Quiet, hushed, we grow, we heal,
We carry our souls like a torch.
We mind our spark, we balm our wounds,
We bring our courage forth.
And when time is right we rise again
To reclaim our newfound worth.