Arc Of Dawn

Contributor: Bobbi Sinha-Morey

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Let's lean upon this
moment in the arc of
dawn, our faces having
been pressed together
in sleep, sprinkling ourselves
in a love that comes like
the light, and hymns these
Sunday mornings like sighs;
the scent of water inspiring
our faith, breaking the glass
of our old reflections; the bond
we have when our fingers meet,
holding in air, when our lips
curl round a single prayer,
admitting their ownership,
and we lay, the white petals
of a carnation spilling in
the care of His open palm.


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I am a poet living in the peaceful city of Brookings, Oregon. My poetry can be seen in places such as Orbis, Plainsongs, Open Window Review, Pirene's Fountain, and others. My books of poetry are available at Amazon.com and www.writewordsinc.com.