Wakefulness


Wakefulness


Glimmers of the Sun crest on my cheek
I stretch, I move, I yawn
I peek.

Life in this time is magic but dark.
Songs from my melodies
Yet, the world seeks to harm.

I am aware. Safe. I understand.
I see.
As I move and gather
Repurposing energy.

Glitter on my finger tips
Love is my soul.
My mind steers my reality.

Look here – behold.

Awake is the aura.
Attentive is my mind
Before I move any further
My directive is to shine.

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