smoothe

smoothe & embolden
my mysteries
see the quiet dawn stirring
perplexed, wonderous
beautiful
small
sweet and tender
striking
steadfast
gorgeous
awake the dream is broken
suffering no more
silent passion
hovers in the first soft rays
moonlight evaporating quickly
march on new dawn
hold fast new day
birds rustle in their nests
unfurled
unwound
spring approaching softly
morning cascades over me
wake the new dawn
abandon the dream



~S.I.M.

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