Sunday Morning Musings

strip it all back.

bare.

naked for the sun to burn

all broken and bruised

all shattered glory

all humble

all happy

loud silence of it's light

pull back the sheets and expose the film

captured.

delicate and grueling

uncovered and spilled

smiling wondrous

like there never was before

strip it all back.

bare.

so there be nothing but a moment

the shadow between the moons

alone

breathing

chaos

tranquil

freedom