November Waking
- At November 15, 2017
- By drynick
- In Reflections
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Each morning I am
born again into
the still darkness.
Momentarily defenseless,
I come to my senses
in confusion and wonder.
Who am I now?
What am I to do?
Who will protect me?
Each morning I am
born again into
the still darkness.
Momentarily defenseless,
I come to my senses
in confusion and wonder.
Who am I now?
What am I to do?
Who will protect me?
Follow David!