Sunflowers

FallingAwake2

I’m   still   rooted,   anchored  down

Admittedly, sipping on past sorrow…

Yet, I sense a calling for realization

So, wherever the sun arcs… I follow

 

My awareness absorbed by The Heavens

And The Truth pouring through every ray

At the center I find my spiral patterns

While reaching towards the light of day

 

With my petals pushing to the highest

I’m in awe as they cycle with the sun

I’m feeding off the transfer of brightness

Here, all my flowers breathe as one

 

As I sit in the pure, radiant, brilliance

I feel all blooming toward divine release

With faith in my strength and resilience

My intuition knows I’ll find my peace

  • Author: FallingAwake2 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 30th, 2023 00:31
  • Category: Religion
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  • Cassie58

    A lovely composition. Sunflowers are precious as they track the path of the sun. For me they epitomize joy and happiness. You brought some sunshine to me on a dark winter morning. Thank you.



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