Disheveled now.
Underneath the Tuba tree last night .
Awakening smitten with love and gratitude.
Finding the thief of my heart-
Brazenly took it home.
Such sweet surrender.
Releasing the war within.
Having tousled upon viridescent dew-
cast with a violet ray.
Losing myself right,
Love changes reality.
Let go of control.
Spring forward lightly.
Letting more in.
Following a path led by spirit guides,
dwelling amidst the stars.
Realization of a luminous destiny.
Intoxicating beauty with an ethereal element.
Softly brushing by.
Embracing the beloved
underneath that tree .
Releasing what does not serve.
What was lost?
Nothing-
Laughing now I see...
A.D
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Anita Dillon
Novice Poet and looking forward to exploring.
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