Monday, September 16, 2013

Morning Rush

Beauty, slow and unfolding

Visions entrance eyes and heart

Sounds open within a place of mystery to travel afar

My voice, silent, yet emerging soon

Wandering

Wondering

Stillness births movement forward

Worlds apart come together to create and spin chaos into order

A system evolving

Black no more

Color wheel spills tones to splatter tunes

Now the dance

Complete

Aah.

       -SOL
        (Sandra Ora Lee)

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