AwakeWritten by Honorata Chorazy-Przybysz
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...
Have you ever touched the existence?
Question popped from the foggy morning
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?
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