Seated crossed legged

Eye lids lidded noir enclosed,

even as night egresses, light

of newborn dawn grows, effervescent

bubbling tendrils of joy I leisurely gather

spinning skeins of thoughts multi hued


balls of light aligned ready to weave

a glowing tapestry in beauty’s filigree

crafted painstakingly, peace endowed

to enjoy with kindred spirits, knowing shared

joy multiplies manifold, shared grief does

dissipate to an insignificant dust mote




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