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Sunlight’s debuting
Early morning darkness fades
Sounds of spring arise
Watching the dawn inch forward inspired this haiku. I anthropomorphise the sun, imagining pride and delight as humanity stirs underneath the reborn warmth. Perhaps there’s even love for us as we reawaken our striving.
So, here’s to a new day, it’s blessed possibilities, and all the potential you bring.
Still dark
No hints of dawn
Yet I know
It will come
I am awake in the early morning, pondering all that troubles me.
Starting a new week
The demands of life rise anew
A silent morning
Yeah, well, I’m awake
Against my better judgement
Sleep’s power is strong
As mornings are born
Light pours into the darkness
Potential returns
Mornings have great power, setting the tone for the day.
Eternal movement
Hands sprinting on these dials
Relentless motion
Forcing wakefulness
I resist vigorously
Weariness grinds
I pull my dust together
And rise
​A sunrise
Wakefulness comes
Not yet ready
I resist
Summer’s hints remain
Echoes of heat and sunshine
Sunny autumn morn
Carl Setzer: Word Shaper 
