Behind closed eyes Lightly shut, Sleep releases its lazy touch. Patterns of fragmented dreams fade away In woven beams of lacey haze. Impressions of things that seemed to be, Recede to a place of hidden in-between. Unraveling threads of golden hues Bath together revealing morning’s violet blues. I close my eyelids again to feel… That lovey place, neither here nor there. No thoughts, no words, no needs. A delicate moment, before, Aware.

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