POEM: Sunrise Shadow

Every sunset is a foreshadowing of the sunrise to come
Every fall an invitation to once again, stand strong
I’ve come and gone, fallen and stood strong
Tempted each time to stay close to the ground, save myself, not make a sound
But still the invitation calls, knowing what I know, that this is not the end 
I have not met my end
Though time and time again
It seems that way; that I’ve met my end
But predictively so, Life returns the faithful friend
The sunrise, a new day, that invitation 
Without shame
And whole

Navae Lukas