beset by glowering
grey skies
i forbid miasma
to overpower
usual bouncy
deep sleep
post binge on Golden
Globes avec Dame Streep’
De Mille speech heartened
weft woof of heart mind’s
despair in life’s loom
amidst morning’s
soul stirring mantra chants
I who no longer seek anything
but Him from Him now pray
for safe steer of my beloved
adopted home’s safe moorings
a diffident prayer
that am letting blossom
to uplift darkened skies
letting hope and innate goodness
forever prevail overthrowing
apathies in one fell swoop
come together
in tandem
eyes warm
to inner glow
buoyantly burning bright





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