Overthink

This morning, I am hoping I will catch the dawn as it breaks, ushering in hope along with beauty, offering us another chance to engulf this day, erase what should be discarded, start over again with this blank, tired old slate.

I missed the dawn,of course I did, caught up in the brokenness of other things

that mend themselves not with color or benevolent pardons, but tentative leaps into the jaws of yet another day, another new way to struggle, another dream for impossible things...