Wispy cirri bathed in crimson glow

spread across the firmament and wash
the darkness from the world and from the ash
gray dolor.

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Majestic color:
expanding reds and yellows, violet hues,
and every shade of blue you can imagine
overwhelm my senses and infuse
my wakening,

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broadening
consciousness with sensuality,
the soaring sensuality of one
who stands enthralled in deep serenity,
acceptance, peace.

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Resentments cease
as meditation calms the troubled mind;
elation rises as the sun ascends
the loving sky.  In this I find

my dawning.