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The morning sun sweeps in through the doorway, just as it did yesterday and the day before, and every day since the doorway was laid. The morning smells of fresh-brewed coffee and buttery croissants ride piggy-back on the warmth of the sun.
Here, in the soft Magdalene morning, is a fresh promise…and the promise is as follows:
This same morning sun will be shared by all, by the illiterate and the learned, by the peasant and the potentate, by the humble and the haughty.
This same morning sun will shine alike on the vile and the virtuous, on the commoner and the aristocrat, on the complacent and the discontented.
This same morning sun will warm the bones of the ancient and the adolescent, of the faithful and the infidel, of the warrior and the midwife.
This same morning sun will cast shadows of the slave and the master, of the blessed and the broken-hearted, of the congregant and the outcast.
The honest sun fulfills its promise. And we sip our coffee and share the croissants as the shadows shift and slide across the floor.
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