Perfection
Perfection
Gathering secrets of twilight
A summer morning stretches itself awake,
Opening sleepy eyes to silent songs,
Embracing that infinitesimal moment
When the sun erases the moon
And I... I simply close my eyes, breathing
Of this quiet enchantment, and sipping
Slowly of dawn's sweet perfection...
Tasting the wind of no direction and
Touching the words in every dream, inhaling
The scent of every thought, hearing all things
Left unspoken... and finding contentment
Gathering secrets of twilight
© mdbadgerow 2009
Written for the BTM challenge
Host: Bubby
Theme: Enchantment
&
CTSS challenge
Host: Doc_dyr
Phrase: Wind of no direction
By Myrna D.
© 2009 Myrna D.
(All rights reserved)
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