Wednesday, December 3, 2014

A Quickening

A black velvet night sky
Sparkles with diamond clusters,
folding into
Crimson hues morphing to golden beams,
a welcome chorus to the shimmering sun

Awakening the birds and creepers,
Green fields ringed with trees of red and orange
stand as silent sentries.

A backdrop for the weary and the sleepers
who forgot,
the only True vision
is sensing the inner pulse.

Love,
Take care of another
as you
will care for yourself.

Life is temporary
Love is eternal,
Friends come and go
Love is everlasting,
Situations are fodder of corporeal senses,
Inner wisdom is the blood of compassionate fervor.

Love we grant
is
Love we experience

Open my faucet,
I want to be soaking wet forever.



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