Monday, September 12, 2016

the awakening

dragonflies dancing on sunbeams,
fluorescent trumpets of green
singing to the sleepy breeze,
crows darting across the salty haze
hungry for cracked open light,
ants scurrying across shadows and sun,
grounded in their poised stillness,
fingers pressing sun-dusted keys
playing this quiet score
of a newly awakened morn.

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