Let My Spirit Be a Sun

Let my spirit be a sun

ready to exhale -- the beams escaping

as warm, wordless breath.

Flowers open, and dance;

welcome the life essence of wind

as it skims their petals into motion.

We become an ocean

of music.  Crescendos splashing

into soul harmony; mist in the air that

seagull wings flap across

a globe, now pregnant with existence,

with life, with insistence, with NOW.

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