Upon the rising sun
my soul took flight,
as the morning rolled
in on the foggy view
beams of light woke me
with such a sight.

As the quiet atmosphere
was broken life began to
breathe and woke with
eyes wide open.

The skirt of morning lifted
upon winter's embrace.

©️ 2021 By Amanda Shelton

I am autistic.

I am a wondering leaf on
the breeze of experience.

I never fall because I have
love to catch me.

Being autistic has advantages too.

Like my ability to learn
is quicker and less of a job.

My creativity has no boundaries,
it's a vastness of possibilities.

My honesty is by default,
is stable and secure.

I teach others by sharing awareness.

I have brought people together,
I have helped others with mental
health issues, I've built long
lasting relationships.

Love is prosperity and success
because it builds societies
so be kind to each other and
humanity will prosper.

©️ 2021 By Amanda Shelton

I never cease to wonder
At the dawning
Of the
Sun

His
Glory, bright –
The Mercy-Light –
It leaves my heart undone

.

Across the meadows of this autumn-air,
I see a ditch, a mirror of the sky,
The sun's setting, ending it with a flare
Of purple shades, an inspiring dye.
The breath of twilight is reviving me,
After striking my neck with a soft blow.
In everlasting beauty I feel free,
Losing myself in this natural glow.
Let there be friends – friends possessing a heart
Capable of perceiving all this lightness,
Who are together when you are apart,
While getting cleansed by all this sacred brightness.
    The people of the heart will recognize
    Upon Truth's land where truth and beauty lies.