Invocation of the Dawn
- Jenny Pearl
- Oct 16
- 1 min read

Invocation of the Dawn
The light returns, soft and unhurried;
brushing the edges of our world with quiet gold.
Before the noise begins, before the lists and links and work;
we breathe.
We’ve built constellations, connected stars into systems,
and what was once scattered now hums in order beneath our touch.
Today, let gentleness guide our pace.
Let warmth be our first language.
Let creation flow through us
like sunlight through leaves;
steady, alive, unstoppable.
☼ All things that move toward the light must first remember the dawn.
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