Last night I awoke at two o'clock in the morning and couldn't fall back to sleep until dawn. Though I felt exhausted today as the result, there's something comforting and sacred about the early hours. Here's a haiku inspired by the experience.
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Stretch across my skin
Your threads of silver moonlight
In secret waking
1 comment:
Lovely, lovely words. :)
But sorry you didn't sleep well.
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