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….
Moments with Millie 
Beautiful! I just saw you refer to a candle which I have as well, this instant in my new post, there is probably something higher than the written 🙂
That light from the candle is mystical…It is divinity dancing. Thank you!
This is beautiful, Millie!! Oh, how jealous I am of your little piece of paradise! 🙂
Oh, sweetie. Thank you. But, your home should be your paradise always…
what a peaceful poem and tranquil state of mind that you gift us with! thanks!
Aww! Thank you for your support.
very blessed are we Millie! to read such an enlightening one !
Indeed we are my friend.
This was so beautiful. You transformed me to my favorite place of stillness.
Aw…so happy to read this. Thank you so much for saying this. I appreciate it.
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.
Thank you. That’s a huge compliment. Wow. You are very kind.