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Awakening


Golden light warmed my body,
beckoned my eyes to open.
Open themselves,
to Sol's penetrating sight.
Forcing his way
through the smallest cracks,
in my curtains.

Golden showers,
from his big beaming face,
nurturing Honeysuckle,
Jasmine and Rose.
Fragrant aromas floating,
through my windows,
blown by gentle breeze,
into my nose,
teasing me to leave,
my comfortable repose.

I deeply breath,
put on my hemp underclothes,
sourced responsibly,
assume half lotus pose,
then transition to tree.
Opening my heart wide,
to receive energy,
and divine inspiration,
I descend to my knees.

Meditating until,
my mind's in a trance,
the world becomes a stage,
and my routine a dance,
that my body flows through,
like a channel of love,
aligned to higher powers,
directed from above.


~MStJ



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