Finally Something:
It's a breakthrough
it's a moment
it's a minute space on clock.
It's a tempest
and it's roaring
and it's tearing through the hush.
It's a marvel
it's full of grace
it's my slow and even pace.
It's coming
and it's here
and it's whispered into every ear.
That it's finally made it
it's finally something
it's finally here to stay.
It's a feeling
it's my calm
it's the lulling of my hymn.
It's my prayers
come to life
and the accepting of a sin.
Oh, how to begin?
I guess I'll just have to.
The window's open.
The summer's breeze so nice.
-Matthew Koutzun
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