DAYBREAK

Blessed by the spectrum

of your warmth

Revived by the breath

in your whisper

Humbled by your

nebulous thought

broken as a Love

now whimpers

I am Redeemed

by the touch of her hand

I am Grateful

to be all i am

to His moon

to Her sun

to their land;

I will bow

so that I may stand.

Recent Posts

Please take your time when falling out of love with me, with all that is familiar, with yourself, with everything above, with skin and...

Golden celebration extends its spine through crooked fields. Well-intentioned comrades press seeds under their oppression, for our...

He sat; devoid of motion. Empty, blank without remorse or ambition. He sat; devoid of misery, mayhem, madness or violence. He sat; devoid...