sun rose

She blinked her eyes as the 9am sunshine washed into her office without invitation, reminding her that another season had arrived in a year that was no longer new.

She closed her eyes, letting the golden light make its presence felt, but behind weary curtains she still saw the endless winter lying at her feet like a pile of old family photographs traded in for memory.

As she willed her windows to embrace the sun, that old familiar stiffness of long awaited reunions rippled through her body and she wondered whether the warmth would manage to find its way to her hibernating heart.

Was she imagining it or did she hear the sun’s rays sing: “Wake up, sleeper, rise from the dead, and I will shine on you. Arise and shine, for your light has come. Darkness is but the fadings of yesterday.”

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