Limited light…Angel whispers
penetrate cool mists of late afternoon
beckoning my attention,
my awareness sharply fine tuned.
The veils of time thin.
The sun stands still
I mirror the motion
Breathing in the damp chill
cloaking my emotions in the wilderness
of my soul.
Bracing stillness wraps my being like warm fingers
caressing my body, melting my fears.
Stars illuminate the velvet fabric of the celestial poles.
I hear the angels sing.
The night feels long, forever
The hole through the earth deep with memory
Awareness shifts from past to present
Into various realities
As consciousness arks brightly beyond infinity.
The sun smiles
shining beams of brilliant
light, luster restored ever present
golden moments gaining steadily.
The cosmos forever resilient.
Every fiber alive and vigilant
as we move into long Rays
of a new day.
The angels sing.