Wake Up


This is the day I was telling you about.

The day you’ve been wishing for,

And hoping for, and praying for.

The day you thought might never arrive.


As the sun rises, the day looks quite ordinary.

You can’t remember, but I told you to expect this day,

Not with words, but with silent messages

That I planted deep within your heart as you lay sleeping.


Sleeping, dreaming of the past, mostly, 

But also sometimes of a future

In which you are happy.

Where your dreams have all come true.


This is the day I was telling you about.

Wake up and enter your day.

For the sun has spoken.

And the sun can always be believed.




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