Wednesday, May 18, 2011

May 18, 2011

out the window
dawn’s pink light
sleep returns

mother gaia
molten lava
moving plates

mother earth
rearranges her home
molten lava and ash

looking in the mirror
a squirrel runs by

genteel sincerity
always in fashion
gentle actions
never rush
goodness abounds

sun rising
pink skies glowing
too early
back to sleep until
dogs and cats win

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