Day 7 of 40: Glow

Day 7 of 40: Glow

A clap echoing
Into boundless space
So vast
That no sound disturbs.

All ravings and rantings
Of my feverish mind
Halt with abundant, flowing

Confronted with peace
All gradually sinks to rest
An inner wealth glows
As a million treasures delicately whisper my name.

A tiny hoverfly fans its wings
A breeze breathes this world alive.
Words hold no weight in such fullness;
In silent mystery I am held, I surrender, and I rest.

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