Flickering candle light
emotions
the quietude of the morning hour
moments
silence
all but for the chirping
of the early risers
tranquility
the hour of the awoken soul
traversing across the time
feeling
like on astral planes
lost a million miles away, in
thought
a process, of the mind's device
seeing
beyond the natural realm
touching
the untapped, the new
deep within the recesses,
of this fragmented consciousness
a state
of substantial reality
awakening
the morning light,
Nirvana!
emotions within moments of
silence and tranquility
feelings of thoughts
seeing and touching,
a state,
awakening,
Nirvana!
