Wake: Remember. Poem by Benjamin Feliciano

Wake: Remember.



I woke in the golden hour
To visions of you, back-lit.
From dreams I arose, so strange and confusing
That I owe credit to my subconscious mind,
For being more creative than I.
Chords of music stream in through the window blinds,
And I am warmed by the sunbeams they ride.
I am touched by reason and beauty finds meaning again
As life sweetly soaks my lungs.
I am feeling close to you today,
Am I on your mind?

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