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lozenges of sunlight shimmer on the bare brick wall
this little sanctuary receives the first probing fingers of the rising sun
and opens itself to them in delight
it’s a relentless tropical sun
emerging from behind the eucalypts,
passing behind the lillypilly,
climbing into the palm tops and then breaking free
into a cloud-speckled cerulean sky
the wonder of it!
one rises, emerges, climbs, breaks free…
and never leaves the cushion!
~
echoes from emptiness 
XOXO
🙂
Exact observation, all-including – experience of oneness.
Reminds one of Ryokan.
Spectacular…!
Dear ones – Leslie, Alberto, Darla – this empty echo-transcriber is so delighted to have your comments, always…
In love and gratitude
~ miriam