August At 5AM


Pure willing white Light

Clear crisp eggshell Sky

Absence of songs and Sounds

From The Creator’s Voice

Body outstretched Anchored 

Stillness lies Quietly

Staring at heaven through square Eyes
So sweet is the Silence

In August 

At 5 in the AM

(On waking up)

I palpitate my circles of light and love
to embrace and engulf you true!

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