Moorni

Beginnings are like Hummingbirds,
Their beauty caught in a glimpse,
After pecking into the Nectar of Flower,
They swim away into the Distance,
Beginnings scurry away, like Honeymoons,
The Trance state,
Humming from their bellies; leaving you in awe and suprise at what just Encountered your presence,
It’s shades of blue,green, silk bodies,
Almost like a Peacock,
I have been Entranced,
In the Sweetness of Juices that this Paradise brings,
I have been swept away by Suprise,
By this Honeydew,
At the Order the Universe wishes to play in,
This Divine Timing,
I chose Freedom over Everything,
I chose Myself, over and Over,
And Life presented me this Gift,
Curious to Play with all its Dials
To enter the House,
and Unravel the layers which make up this Tapestry,
Whilst wearing my own Holy Cloak,
I have yet to even Hold with my very Fingers,
the Jewels I have been allowed to Observe,
I am Humbled,
My Gaze Lowered,
Blushing,
At the Watercolours that have swept over my ever glazing Canvas,
Ya Ama, Ya Baba,
Send Prayers over the Guava that has landed in my Hands.

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