blissful
haven
in the realm of oneness
every thought
dawns like a blessing
stars crumble
into my lap
and dreams takes flight
mystic
ambrosial hour of dawn
adrift in a state of oblivion
of which nothing can be said
…..
art by Gülcan Karadağ
wild child
amidst
acoustic breeze
and flying clouds
somewhere beside
this running brook
find me willfully lost
tuning a celestial verse
in blissful solitude
∙ tenderheartmusings ∙ 