by Tehya Sky

And so, what is it, anyway,
this dawn that beckons at our heart,
this carousel galaxy that plays in precious drawls,
ringing us around the courtesies of love,

this tiny thimble of world that enters our mind,
slowly exploding through the gel of
a timeless truth,

this stretched landscape of
sweet humming sound, gently blazing away
all hurried embellishments,
spanning itself through a relinquished chest,

blitzed in the song of silence,

bringing us back to peace.