Ordinary Life

The sun rose

in the early morning,

as I cycled down the road

thinking that somewhere,

a mother wakes her child.

from her long slumber.

Then again

the sun is setting,

in another place,

a mother looks down,

upon her sleeping child

Our lives are bound,

by these moments of love,

in those quiet hours,

between the rising and setting,

between birth and death.

The daily flow of life, 

seen in the ordinary.

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