In the morning,

look again.

For the light that lifts your soul

For the song that enters your heart

For the sound that tilts your head

For the love you never found

For the peace you’ve always sought

For the joy you know is there

For the hope that can’t be quelched

For the things you’ve never seen

For the story you’ve never told

For the spark you’ve never lit

Every single morning look again

And here is a promise:

It will one day be there.

And how do I know,

good friend?

Because I looked for them all,

every morning.

And they all were there.