Golden Beams

Golden beams lovingly reach
through the leaves
and beckon me to hop on;
so far away is the day star
yet so personal, this dawn

to find me here among the birds
before the day’s bustle begins,
as I walk to pacify
the restlessness within.

Soon the light will flood the day,
cast down over all equally,
so for now, I indulge fully
in the personal cosmic intimacy

and climb aboard the silent ray,
let it suspend me for a while,
like a hammock, I sink into it,
and suspend all my heart’s trials.

Before the world comes alive,
I try to linger in these moments,
for the sun’s first offering
is always the most golden.

Poem and images from this morning Β©LauraDenise

14 thoughts on “Golden Beams

  1. Beams, rays, flares…

    to catch these in all their wildness,
    and leave that wildness undimmed in the telling…

    making the colours sharp like fiery ink from some cosmic pen.

    I could wander these pictures a while.. and come out rekindled on the other side..

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