Awakened

Prior to last night, I didn’t know beauty could awaken me.

She woke me with a firm but gentle touch,
A fingertip of moonlight brushing my eye lids.
Groggy, I reluctantly opened my eyes to discover what culprit had disturbed my dreams,
only to find moonlight draped across my pillow like the long, silver hair of a lover.
I followed the path of light it had laid out for me
and caught my breath when I saw that the cedars were not just illuminated by its glow,
but rather were robed in it, like King and Queen of the Night.
Only now do I see why the tops of the trees are called crowns.

The fox, not one to be left out,
added his voice to the beauty of the night,
calling first from a distance,
then from directly below my window.
A traveling bard performing for their Majesties,
spinning tales of night’s mysteries.

How can one shut out such beauties and return to slumber?
I will never know. I chose to remain awakened to beauty.

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Lynda Allen sees herself as a life in progress. Her personal mission is to be the purest expression of love that she can be. How that expresses is ever evolving and deepening. One of the profound ways that love moves through Lynda is in the form of words. She helps hearts to open through sharing those writings and words. She is the author of three collections of poetry, Rest in the Knowing, Illumine and Wild Divinity, a novel, Sight to See and a nonfiction book, The Rules of Creation. She is currently joyfully working on a new collection of poetry and essays titled Grace Reflected. Through all of her creations, Lynda strives to inspire others to open their hearts and embrace their journey, both the dark and the light, with joy. Find out more about Lynda’s writing and art on her website.

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