The midnight midwife of life
brings the new day
into the world.
Birthing new ideas.
New insights,
flights of fancy
to ignite
the fires of the mind.
The new day silently
opens her eyes,
then let's out a cry.
A new world.
Pulled from the warmth
into the cold air.
She stares
at the night light in the sky,
the bright bulb of imagination,
surrounded by sparkling,
dancing embers of fascination.
A new day is welcomed
with the song of
winged wanderers of the wind.
They sing to let her settle in
as she lets her thoughts flow out,
Giving voiceless people words to spin,
Letting those hurt
wearisome folk
have a chance to win.
The new day welcomes her friend,
there until the end,
illuminating and bringing the light.
Ripping apart the darkened sky of night.
The great star that heats the world,
nourishes the soul.
The perfect double act,
to keep the world replenished
and our stories whole.
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