Awaken

February 15, 2013

The wind blows its contents about

Creating a beautiful tapestry for my eyes

All here sleep

I, alone, witness this

 

 

Mind wanders to the coming days

Flights, meditation, expectation

Then, those thoughts rest

And I, alone, witness this

 

 

As I breath in and out

Sun breaks the plane

All life stirs and begins its dance

All, eventually, will experience this

 

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