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On 10:00 AM by Rachel Preston Prinz in
Slow Rise

I peeled open my eyes
waiting for the sun
the father
on his holy day
to come...
this time
he was only a wink
in a dark sky
predicating storm.
waiting out the darkness
is no fearful place for me now
winter tales
and firelight dancing
has been the way for so long now
in the tiny swath of sunlight
I saw an iris blooming
flash of Spring
eyes open.