Morning ritual

The sun came up

And she closed her eyes

Ignoring the growing light

And color of the skies

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The sun rose higher

And with eyes closed tight

She woke up inside

To her own ease and light

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Repeating and returning

Mind wanders across internal sky

Watch the clouds floating over

She is preparing to live and die

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It’s the morning ritual

And so much more

It’s the opening of the self

Revealing of the cosmic core.

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Good morning ritual

Her own life lay from within it grew

Letting go of past and future

Awakening through and through

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