The sky woke up to a pearly sheet of moonset, as it stood there, pregnant with love and purity.. fingers of moonshine lightly kissing the night awake.. a miraculous sight, the rose undulating with pearl to divine music, moving deep into the hearts of the sky and sea.. making these parrots go wild keeping tempo with their version of songs.. flying into confounding streaks of colors and moves.. and the crow calls out declaring its invite.. and sparrows skip around chiding its grumpy staccato.. what gifts this dawn unveils.. gifts that break into individual songs.. as they play to the lyrics in our hearts.. every morning i fall in love.. but stepping into the day creates fresh spaces, that consume with passions and myriad affairs. Does the present consume me.. should i lose myself in it.. experiencing the fresh wonder within.. with all my senses.. with complete attention.. as it was meant to be.. the entire creation exists in this moment.. this moment holds our own identity.. this moment experiences divinity.. this moment is all there is.. our only reality.. this moment sees us asleep.. this moment awakens our being.. is that why i feel compelled to imbibe these images.. these pearly and orange orbs..
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