Soul Summit
I dreamt that I had climbed and reached
The summit of my soul.
The sun had broken on the horizon and rose
Painting the tallest shadows across
the skies.
The light was penetrating through me
My porous skin radiating a glow
The air was so light
I was floating like a fairy.
Magic was all around me,
Bathed in calm, covered in
cotton clouds wrapped around me
The feeling of gratitude engulfed me.
I rose from layers of sleep
Tears rolling down my cheek
Feeling full with contentment
My soul making me weep.
09.10.2020.
Copyright © Carol Mitra | Year Posted 2020
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