morning, feelings, imagination…

like a spiritual mist engulfing me
emotion unspeakable
with an unchangeable air
penetrating pores as rain falling
from the palms of my hands
sounds reverberating in my head
with aspects of spirit
with unutterable words as breezes
soothing my body, enriching my atmosphere
vibrating in the midst of this nature that sustains me…

© mvclarke, 17 June 2019

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