Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Woke up this morning
The white light of Father Sun
Tickling the olive tree outside
Its golden essence dancing across my walls
The birds, too, are enlivened
By the dawning of the uplifting solar song
A Lovely One begins to
Chant dulcet tunes
Not an arm's reach away
As I slumber beneath downy duvet
A window pane our only separation
She serenades me awake
"Wake up, Wake up"
She sings -- the way only She can

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