Thursday, December 7, 2017

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The morning sun rises slowly as the full moon fades from view.  
The rising and the falling are a part of me,
I long to rise and set and yet  

                                                              and yet

Sleepiness pushes at the eyelids of my mind.
The rising and the falling are a part of me,
I long to be awake  and
                                                                                when I am

                                                                      then I am

Flames flicker, orange, yellow, blue, red heat.
The rising and the falling are a part of me,
I long to feel the heat of all passion             and yet                  then  I feel

                                                              when I feel

Green boughs festive sparkling,  light in darkness.
The rising and the falling are a part of me,

                                                                                                                                  I long.


gkn December 2017

                                                 

2 comments:

  1. Ah, I too rise and fall, long for much, wish for much, hope to fully waken each day. Thanks for this resonant piece.

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    1. Glad you found it resonate, thanks for sharing your response!

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