I've haven't written first thing in the morning in a very long time. Plus, I've not been too all very mindful lately. A piece written on my favorite site, Writing Our Way Home, inspired me and awakened the moment I'd not been present enough to enjoy initially. Thankfully, our soul absorbs those moments and holds them for us until we're ready.
Absorbed Within the Souls
Naked limbs outside the
window dance
They were shy and still a moment
before
When I stood beneath in lighting
gray
A rustle in the brush put Mellow
in stance
And fluttering flakes dampened my
nose
The moment gone without presence
Absorbed tho within the soul to
know
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