Make time to open
the slow door of morning
letting light spill like lemons
over the threshold.
Choosing one
your day grows bitter
or sweet with gratitude.
May your unsteady heart
learn steadiness of heron
its blue grey grace
forging thin spaces in water.
"Threshold" by Anne Powell in Tui Motu magazine. Issue 256 February 202: 16
Amen!
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