ANOTHER MORNING
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Another morning to throw my heart open
to the mystery of Lamb-light,
to the silent life busy with intelligence,
singing through delicate red leaves,
bursting from the tiny jeweled fire of seeds.
Another morning, to drink forgiveness,
to gulp it down shamelessley into my belly
untill my whole being opens
in the intoxicating beauty
of Love's innocent Light.
Another morning.
Image by Wassily Kandinsky
Poem © Blake Steele 1995