Beads of Transcendence

Image by Janet Herman from Pixabay

The pale blue seeps

through the blinds,

beckoning me to dance

and perfume myself

with the tears of dawn.

Oh, how they shine

with the wistfulness of youth

and potential life!

How tender their visage,

and sensuous their cry,

conjuring mirabilia

upon the world entranced!

And thus, I laud

a sight so bright,

honouring grace at heart –

a core of oceanic tides.

My willows follow

the smiling breeze

of early morning’s wet kiss.

My eaves drip

salted sacraments

of hidden beauty.

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