A New Day
The night may be dark, but the sun will rise again.
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Mar 7, 2022
I rose up before the sun did.
Everything was quiet and still.
I breathed in the night air — fresh and nippy — and marveled at the late-night sky swathed in blue, violet, and black and sprinkled by faintly twinkling stars.
How beautiful! How peaceful!
I thought of the people in Ukraine and Russia, now gripped in a senseless war.
Scared. Hungry. Beleaguered. Confused. Angry. Torn. Defiant.
The night sky faded, the stars are gone!
But I know. The sky will soon explode in brightness and warmth. A new day is coming!
So, I bow my head in prayer, for peace and safety for all in Russia and Ukraine.
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