Sunrise,

the birth of my new Christ.

Whatever could have gotten it wrong
is now right.

For this is my life.

Morning,
salutations to the Darkened ones
you witness me in my mystic;

and you do not judge.

You are not afraid.

Mother,
Birther of the new dawn:
see how I weep–
I am just like you

I am strong.

Father,
Giver of life
the new moon awaits you
because your seeds

give us power.

And I am rising to meet you
I have risen

for this is the Age of my beginning.

For I am born.

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by Ji Rising/ Blogasana.com