Starved stained glass
Inner pathways
Craved for light


After ritualistic
Daily foreign foray
sun finally showed face


inner droopy cockles perked
after stealthy lip brushes
from rogue rays at daybreak


light inundated, spluttering
I did a quick inhale
slow exhale


“déjà Vu” moments
From seer’s knowing eyes
Finally gave wall to wall hope


however, contrary mind
did a quick inhale
slow exhale


reluctant to let go aged grief’s
dark conditioned cloak, to inhabit
a habit of illuminated awareness


detached, stable, aware, I fashioned
dark shades from gained knowledge to live
in perpetual sunshine of my self realized mind




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