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Dawn in the Dark They say we live under the same sky, but that's a lie, one that those of us whose sky is dark or gray know to be false. We're the ones who're afraid it'll always be that way. But we must cling to the knowledge that dawn always comes after dark. Our sun still shines even when Earth turns so we're faced away from the sun's light. In those cold and dim hours, it's so easy to give up hope. Then it falls upon those of us who can still shine, however bright, to be the guiding stars that show no one is unloved, however far from dawn they feel. We must be the dawn in the dark.
One white tree One white tree—seen quite clearly despite the clouds’ obfuscation of the sun’s bright disk—whispers while holding before my eyes a tangle of thread colored for us: white, pink (not red), baby blue as if to say, “I do love you,” in that language elocuted by this transcendent reality—placement.