Pale lilac bathed
the early morning
Easing me into
another day
Inhale…pause
Exhale…move
Inhale…pause
Exhale…move
An intrinsic alternating
while noticing seemingly
insignificant details
The moon, clouds, colors
My breath, a smile, tears
Skillfully woven together
Calling me to pause
Calling you to pause
and slip into the pale
To be washed in a few
precious moments of calm
Preparing our spirits for choices
to be made once the lilac fades away

Calming and peaceful.
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Calling, calling, slip…(not trip).
Loverly!!!
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