I'm awake

Oct 03, 2009 08:18

drinking white peony tea and eating apple cinnamon oatmeal.

i had a lot to say, but it evaded me. the end.

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later that evening, she awoke with a start. sufi chhhhhanting. oh the blood, the blood that must rest. i must rest. so be it. red for lunch.

bountiful harvest moon, you have provided. thank you enormously. renewing.. renewing..
sacred belly dances, bright happy faces.

sunflowers. criss cross crass. following the night star.
dreams so vivid, an owl awakens. awakens to the crisp autumn air.
flowing generously upon us, bestowing gifts of awareness.
the full moon harvest, is a merry one indeed.

three am. the clock, it ticks with un... canny divide. discovering patterns,
unearthing the lies.. fascinating how we all must die..
the full moon harvest, is a merry one indeed..

in little parts, throughout our lives, it's like polishing the stone.
the truth that lies within our souls, as one united being,
resides in the silver that arises from our own thinking caps.
...as fuzz...
or a mirror!

say yes to the universe! never stop saying yes~!

fullmoon, poem

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