Alive, poetry written by David Dephy at Spillwords.com
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Alive

Alive

written by: David Dephy

 

Standing on the edge of dawn on my balcony, I see the naked
world all around me. You are most beautiful
when you are most powerful and you are most powerful when
you are most alone, most open, most silent, my brilliant dawn in
front of me. I feel my wife’s hands around me, she made a coffee
for me. She is smiling. Behind us, in our room, our child is sleeping.
He is calm now. He is alive and we are alive and the dawn,
all around us, is alive. Don’t think about the past. I’ve thought to myself,
What’s done is done — you are free now and the freedom is a miracle.
“Yes it is,” said my wife.
She can read my thoughts, I’ve thought and smiled back.
Her smile and our child’s laugh is a miracle and that is home.
It creates the faith of a silent and beautiful and powerful dawn.

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