waking moment
- Amanda Albertson
- Dec 24, 2013
- 1 min read
waking…
dream fog lifting
inside liquids start to flow
eyes waking…
pure reality tastes bitter
and earthy …
tea from the lapacho
grounds me.
silence in the air …
only the vibration of
words on paper.
and the hum of waking energy.
disintegrate passions of old lovers.
mountain life calls my name
through a song of another …
crisp air calls to those who listen.
venture out soul seeker…
reach out. grasp what you can …
let go.
and the energy you will be open to
will come threefold
.
. .
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