Awake

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There are those rather rare moments when we are caught in self-reflection over meaning of life. It could be in the morning before the house wakes up or in the evening when we step into the quiet garden. Sometimes it happens during short daily breaks when we are left to alone to meet our mind's wonders. Here was my wonder in one of those moments...

 

Awake

 

 

Have you ever touched the existence?

 

Question popped from the foggy morning

 

Steamed windows

 

Looking for clearer vision

 

Between airy morning breathe.

 

 

 

Have you ever lived unlived?

 

When material is dissolved

 

Into liquid of transcended

 

Drunk slowly through the passage

 

Of every minute of the day.

 

 

 

Have you ever (please, please tell me) woke up early

 

In the middle of your heavy breathing life

 

Being told to stop the dreaming

 

When you actually just about to start?

2018

 

 

 

 

 

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