When light falls.

When light falls from higher places,
and brings my mind to dawn,
I look and see the pieces,
that sunbeams have lovingly drawn.
Like pulling up a curtain,
and letting joy inside,
I see the hidden traces,
of what does not need to hide.

Let light become my memory,
let quiet night recede,
let me know the warmth of endless touch,
let it fullfill my every need.

Let the light fall,
let the day call,
let what will be complete itself,
let remembrance occur to all.

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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