Birds awoke mind from sleep
swirling to fill ear canals,
with sweet splendor
like nectar of flower to bee.
Energies from suns light
filtered into breath
merging the moment
with aspirations.
Consciousness penetrated mind,
opening heart to embrace
a body consummated
out of one's essence-love.
Footsteps could do nothing
but surrender to dance
as if kidnapped
in a sacred body of gratitude.
A grand place to be in,
as day is started
and blessings arrive.
May 17, 2017
May 17, 2017 at 8:02 AM UTC
Birds awoke mind from sleep
swirling to fill ear canals,
with sweet splendor
like nectar of flower to bee.
Energies from suns light
filtered into breath
merging the moment
with aspirations.
Consciousness penetrated mind,
opening heart to embrace
a body consummated
out of one's essence-love.
Footsteps could do nothing
but surrender to dance
as if kidnapped
in a sacred body of gratitude.
A grand place to be in,
as day is started
and blessings arrive.
Every morning the birds tickle my eyes to usher in new day. Thus this poem was born. Thanks writer guides.
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