the dream breath

And let the night’s warm breath sigh over you.
let the soft touch of cotton and down swish hushingly
let all these feathered thoughts nestle breathless
in the smell of green tea and decade old paperbacks

And as the pastel hanging paper lamps dim to duskness
let your fingers trill in deep blue absence
let your mind ponder the fathomless wonder
that heaven is present

And as sleep rises like a thick mist, humming some old song half remembered
let your soul rest in sweet sustenance
let all but All fly from this tender nest
from this place of oneness and sapphire
as clear as the sky itself

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