Feathered Fans

My feathered fans took notice of me the one who turns their water sweet calming breaths, but radiating heat hovering close, they tried to cool me Their feathered fans, a pleasant breeze I appreciate their attempts to please but they only tired their tiny wings and I remained hot under my tree Between the flying …

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Golden Hour

A date with the Divine โ€“ each morning I rise to greet the golden sun; she and I become one. She and I entwined, we reach for the outstretched hand of my higher self. Never quite touching, but a little closer each day. A symphony of winged melodies surrounds the silence within. Each encounter sublime, …

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Your Morning Glow (audio poem)

Your Morning Glow (audio poem) Toward you, my eyes are fixed Toward you, my hands extend Alone in the dark, I wait, I rest my tired eyes You change and disappear, but on you, I can always depend Eyes still closed, but the third one knows โ€“ You have arrived Many things come between us …

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