A golden cube of solid joy
Turns rays of light toward me
refracting through suspended breath
The full spectrum of beauty
Expanding then, in every cell
A brightening glow of life
The tantalised exquiteness
Releases with my breath
A golden cube of solid joy
Turns rays of light toward me
refracting through suspended breath
The full spectrum of beauty
Expanding then, in every cell
A brightening glow of life
The tantalised exquiteness
Releases with my breath
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August 15, 2010 at 1:06 pm
Ah, to reach for the rainbows that come our way. Beautiful poem.
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August 15, 2010 at 1:26 pm
Thank you Sandy
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