Being Thankful in a Twisted World

Day 18:

The warm night breeze blows through the curtains in the darkened bedroom.

 I catch my breath.

Your tendrils delicately touching my limbs.

I am not scared but curious.

Are you friend or foe? Are you me or are you...just you?

Your vine wraps tightly, restricting me, becoming one with me.

You pull me back yet make me grow with you, reaching for the dim sunlight that has followed the warm breeze into the small room.

You awaken me from my slumber.

With you I find thankfulness for the new day...

A new day to right some wrongs...

Strive for joy...

And be content with the simple warm breeze and rays of sunshine.

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