Monday, August 1, 2016

Monday WRites 68

[Newsday image sourced from a google search]

Freed from the claws of night's screeching
Dropped through the portal void teeming

Where depth holds the landing of safety
Where depth holds the landing of lunacy

Pray the choice of sunshine of tomorrows
For the shadows too wait in largess links

Carnivorous gulps fold hungry air to feed
Brain of creative waves sandy shores shift

The celebration is sure from hopeful wishes
The celebration is sure from wondrous gifts

Wrapping clapping celebrating light shines again
Drumming strumming souls lifted rebirth regain
SUCH AWAKENINGS © gillena cox 2016

You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea).
Welcome to Monday WRites #68, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites



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