the sun burns up
the remnants of the night
in unbridled glee
the curtain of sleep
parts in languid slow motion
lets in aliveness
senses awaken
in sweet celebration of
this thing called life
~~~
the sun burns up
the remnants of the night
in unbridled glee
the curtain of sleep
parts in languid slow motion
lets in aliveness
senses awaken
in sweet celebration of
this thing called life
~~~
What a wonderful description of celebrating the morning, the rise of a new day. Thank you for participating and sharing your thoughts inspired on the music by Karunesh.
Your first and last haiku are loveliest to me. Is that a word? Most lovely.
Thanks Maggie. 🙂
Unbridled glee? Oh, my! That has possibilities!
Indeed 🙂
Love how you describe the curtain of sleep parting! Delicious feeling!
Thanks WabiSabi. Glad you liked it 🙂