A New Dawn
cracks.
When Darkness breaks its broken shell,
And Light fizzes in wild pell-mell,
Its seeping ooze begins to spread,
A knob of golden butter-
on brown crusty bread.
.
Glowing trees cast sleepy shadows,
Stretching hungry fingers over ivory pianos.
Oceans dance on refracting beams,
Awash and renew, the Dispeller of dreams.
Its heat crashes over frozen earth,
In babbling brooks full of mirth.
.
Light sings on gusting winds,
A song of hope and new begins,
Darkness drains into soil,
Begone for now-
Life uncoil.
About the Creator
Rachael MacDonald
Avid Reader, Sometimes Poet, Occasional Writer, and searcher of truths often lost in the breaths between candy-coated lies.
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Peaceful Purpose
I have noticed that in the professional sphere, as far as I have noticed, that many people choose to come to work, mainly with the intention of collecting a paycheck, which I completely understand, unfortunately, we all need money to survive in this world. I also feel very strongly about the fact that if you are going to work in a profession, you should certainly treat that profession, whatever it may be, with the dignity that its purpose entails, whether you are working in the medical field, or working at a fast food restaurant, you should do you best to do the best job you can, because when it comes right down to it, we are all humans, going through the trials, and challenges that this life can bring us, by working together.
By Kaylon Forsyth4 days ago in Humans
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