One Rise (1)

Married to the chaos, 
nights of secrets and regret,
dreams of mazes within gardens,
noise and clamor ringing, crashing, burning —

How do we wake from years of torpor?
Where do go to find ourselves?

We must bathe in the prism of a new sunrise,
remembering our missteps and our sorrows,
for these

provide the colors

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