Morning Prayer

That first hour of light
Introduces day
To the foggy mountains
Desperately trying to
Mark the sunrise.
I sit in darkness
Guided by a candle
And incense burning
With a cup of tea
Warming chilled hands.
Silence visits me,
And no thoughts tug
Anywhere in my
Cerebral cortex.
I stare out wards
Then inwards.
I am the light,
The mountain,
The room,
And the vastness
Of infinity.
Another day allows me
To partake of its
Divine gifts.
How very blessed I am….

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12 thoughts on “Morning Prayer

  1. Like Your Poetry 😉 Reminds me Goethe (the second part of “Faust”- the very first monologue) and Nietzsche (for example ‘So speaks Zharathustra’); the same impression, I guess.

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