The night has folded its mat and departed.
But we…
we are still standing.
Our breath was guarded.
Our spirit was preserved.
Our names were not called among the lost.
So this morning, we do not wake casually
we wake with gratitude.

The night has folded its mat and departed.
But we…
we are still standing.
Our breath was guarded.
Our spirit was preserved.
Our names were not called among the lost.
So this morning, we do not wake casually
we wake with gratitude.