Wearing the rosy pink… A pantoum

If I breathe into the day, let it rise in me even if the Sun is hiding, I can imagine what ever I want.  I can replace any Imagery I fancy to make my inner vision respond to what I choose to feel.

It’s not about avoidance, it’s about when the overwhelm of it needs some calm, needs some Sun light gracing all those Autumn leave in joyful spice for my joy to have it’s moments.

I am the rosy pink of this morning’s sky

The precursor to the sun rising to greet the day

I hide behind the grey gloom wearing my pink sky

The Sun will burn away the gloom

The precursor to the Sun rising to greet the day

Blue sky and midnight stars find me

The Sun will burn away the gloom

And the black night will give sparkle

Blue sky and midnight stars find me

All unfolds and opens to the highest good

And the black night will give sparkle

In the morning to be wrapped in Sun rising

All unfolds and opens to the highest good

Making way for a lover’s tremble

In the morning to be wrapped in Sun light rising

Allowing in what is meant to heal

Making way for a lover’s tremble

I hide behind the grey gloom wearing my pink sky

Allowing in what is meant to heal

I am the rosy pink of the morning sky