Hope...

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There it happens
that I don't feel 
like switching on
the room lights
like in the early hours
of dawn.
I like to see the morning
glow spread slowly
silently
in the world outside
touching everything
in its wake.
Even when closed to the world
I long to be a part of it
not wanting to be 
intruded upon
but invited lightly
to share openly.
I keep hoping
the world would be light
spreading slowly
silently
and then fading away
when it is time.