Awaking from Stupor

It’s not desire per say but the clinging sunlight, bathing my skin and kissing my rosy cheeks, as all but once I am awake again, with summer dancing in my eyes. It is a moment before the darkness comes in, that stifles the soul and stops hearts from singing, but I blink away the sleep dust and continue, afraid of slipping into my stupor once again. Enlivening silence sets our soul free, So said the therapist to his patient, preaching mindfulness over measured response, I try to listen, but I've forged my own path, Vibrant in the now, joyful and carefree, I can call myself truly awake and alive, Walking in sunlight, dancing with angels, Under the the clinging, enlivening sunlight. So it is said: it’s not desire per say but the clinging, that stifles soul and stops heart from singing, enlivening silence sets our soul free, vibrant in the now, joyful and carefree.