Miltonic Embodiment: A Body of Poems


Meditative

Awake

The morning sun

streaming in

through the window 

gives

me strength.

•••••

Dreams

 eyes open Sleeping.

Building dreams and thoughts

learning the language of stars

dreams.

I dreamt I was awake looking at the stars standing outside

I dreamt I was asleep and woke up sleeping

•••••

Lead us not:

defragging detritus dreams

throw them in the trash

the iconic trash icon

recognizing all the while

I am empowered by the creator of the universe

I am endowed with free will and creativity

I can choose

what I think about and dwell on.

•••••

Cristo, muerto, sostenido por un ángel

Alberto Cano

first 

thought: dying

 is easy living

 is hard.

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