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cycles

by Manas Moksha

Our dream we dream
that life is meant for joy
leaves burning embers each day
reflecting time passing

Our experiences charred
to the dust of memories we share
so fine - it collects each morning
as we wake
leaving its black soot stain
in deep pores of our skin
in the recesses of our mind
an unconscious smile
to fuel the heart with love and gratitude

Heat remains like a blanket
for the stillness
in the shadows left cold from our departure

Before our eyes meet again
our souls have already set intentions
the foundation for our action

Like concentric circles we radiate
shedding layers of dead cells
pruning our bad habits for growth and renewal
footprints guide our next morning's light

01/01/2014

Posted on 01/01/2014
Copyright © 2020 Manas Moksha

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Veronica Phoenics on 01/01/14 at 03:10 PM

i love the spiritual essence and message of this poem, thank you for sharing and a happy new year to you :)

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 01/12/14 at 10:20 PM

Evocative analogies. Definitely a spiritual element (renewal).

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