I'm an affirmation on a gloomy day,
dawn after the night.

Always completing the circle
steady, solid, constant.

Somehow unwavering in this puzzle
woven of love and lust.

Unadulterated reassurance
pieced together day by day.

An enigma of understanding,
a pragmatic transcendentalist
waiting for the divine.

Somehow piety never fit me,
the mystery of faith
really was a mystery for me.

Yet, this I believe in.
Bowing to the advent of a new beginning.

So, each morning I reflect
affirming that which is me.