as morning slips in from slumber you flood my mind full of thought i wonder if we can attain a happiness so long sought as i rise with dreams of more coffee brews, i fill my cup for time to touch has not yet come desire, i must interrupt time has wings flying free i …
day 312
in between the cool and warm when the sun has risen yet lacks force all to come is being born in the stillness of morning strides before the mind pollutes with thought and urgency goads time i sip the solace of this hour, to fiddle with my daily rhyme. 11.8.17
day 311
i close my eyes to suspend detached from expectation floating gently above the earth without anticipation of when my toes will touch to merge with all creation. 11.7.17 [Image Source]
day 310
inside i am a liquid state buttery soft slippery smooth caramel sweet. i ebb and flow with passion found in all of life. 11.6.17
day 309
sparkled by their swagger i flutter my winds and hover waiting for the nectar of love’s true intentions to flow… 11.5.17
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