Morning Peace

Sitting on a chair made of wicker
outside on the patio observing
the crowning of dawn

The warmth evaporates my formless
spirit raising it up to the clouds
as I forget about the chair I
am sitting on

My lungs meet the crisp cool air of
the morning as my awareness rises
like the sunshine of the day

My soul gives it’s approval as
happiness enters with peace
permeating my being having
it’s way

The stillness of the moment slowly
unfolding the petals of bliss as I
watch birds on the fence sing

My imagination gives me visions of
what it’s like to be the free powerful
wind underneath a birds wing

The yearning of home subsides as
natures wonders surround me with
it’s unequivocal essence of love

I beam with the golden aura of
oneness as I bathe in the light of
life from which happiness is
made of

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