calibrating the waking


In the warmth of moon's pale reflections
I gather stars in my night
Sipping midnight dew ambrosial
I sleep
Sleep awakens my dreams
In monochrome of sepia
Perceptions hue thought transitions
Weaving a tapestry of a thousand suns
Calibrating the waking

Sky whispers
On calathea breath
Butterflies dance
On a sunshine lattice
Birds dash through
Quivering sunrays
Nectar scents bloom

My ink follows
birth of
the milky way...

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