To Sacred Mornings

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To sacred mornings.
To the sweet warming of tea.
To soft rains on a brisk autumn rise.
To those that are remembered, revisited, revered.
Here.
To the thinning of the veil.
To the sattvic times of dawn.

To beauty in nature, in art, in life and in death.
To sadhana, and ritual. To all that evolves, renews.

To the senses, and sounds.
To the healing power of rest and awe.
To simple, potent, luminous presence.

To the threads that connect us all. 

May love in all its forms reach you. 
May you remember, may you return. 
May you meet life, may you be met with heart.

In radiance, rest, love & light.
Maya