Stillness speaks,
as I stand at break of day.
Sun rising in all its beauty.
Birds painting landscape with wings.
Stillness speaks,
with meditative breath
and alignment to candle
that dances in gently wind.
A new day is here,
to celebrate with sacred heart,
A new day that echoes
as stillness speaks.
Jan 26, 2018
Jan 26, 2018 at 11:50 AM UTC
Stillness speaks,
as I stand at break of day.
Sun rising in all its beauty.
Birds painting landscape with wings.
Stillness speaks,
with meditative breath
and alignment to candle
that dances in gently wind.
A new day is here,
to celebrate with sacred heart,
A new day that echoes
as stillness speaks.
This morning two words jumped out at me
stillness speaks and candle. Hence this poem was born.
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