Poetry

Rise Up

the sun rises
with hues of a fiery flame
signalling a new dawn

every morning, without fail
it shines on the horizon
rain, hail or storm

when clouds cover,
the rays break through the gaps
like flickering embers

casting a stunning image
one, imperfectly perfect
of broken cracks

a reminder
when life’s trials and dark days
shroud our being in the shadows

to embrace our broken bits
and illuminate the world
with our true selves

© Words and Image: Sanch V @ Sanch Writes (2 June 2018)

***Linking with Vinay and Reema for the Wednesday Verses prompt ‘morning’***

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