Morning Poem From Haiti

The morning needs the sun. The sun debuts then and the life that depends on it rises to remember a purpose from the previous day and build a new one for the day to come. 

I am that life and I bathe in purpose to start my day or I will always long for the sun.

That is my morning poem from beautiful Labadee Haiti where today I will see my friend and artist Donis Vincent. I will bring him oil paints and he will practice his English and together we will decide if I need another one of his paintings in my living room. 

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