Makes it way into a new dawn
So does my life wend its way
Into a new morn.
Yellow sunshine, gilt edged and glowing
Aura around every person
Flute notes floating and mingling with the mist.
New rhythms born out of the morning sounds
Splashed and flung on every branch
Riots of color invading the senses slowly,
Peace, silence and the total oneness
with my world around my aching head.
Slowly tensions flowing away
Harmony –
The return of color,
The end of winter,
The beginning of reunion.
Harmony: my colors from a single shade of black
Passion to live life.
Vignettes
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