The sun rises.
I look for little kindnesses.
I search for signs on the wind.
I wait and watch the clouds part. It’s chilly but bright. There is hope there.
I hang on a little longer.
I wait and watch some more. My fingertips slip on my sadness.
I let go and fall a bit.
I readjust. I learn. I find equilibrium faster.
The signs I search for are within.
The little kindnesses are ones I give myself.
I wish you this.
This and the courage. Courage and hope and little kindnesses.
And also a sunrise.
In which you see, there is so much to look at if you open your eyes.
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