Sanguine serenity
and iridescent opulence
we give thanks to
this organic, evolving tilt and sway
giving change and season and never ceasing brevity
fettered teetering is unsettling
Gve us this stillness of being
as birds enter clouds
and leaves reenter the ground
we fly in between these dreams
as we all settle in the moment
and smiles paint
our face in the hush.
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I love this one too! I like the mention of the Earth's tilt. We are not thankful enough in these modern days to appreciate the delicate nature of things and how everything is in its perfect place. The last half of your poem made me think how all creatures, even us, settle.
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