Dawning Days of Awe by Dawn Dunn
Dawning Days of Awe By Dawn Dunn If today were a word, What shape would emerge Float up from beyond Within consciousness’ gaze Amorphous or crystalline Prescient or obscure: perched on peaks afar Spontaneity Pulsing beat Spark — ebullient & rich A rarified fusion of “being” It would affirm joy Not [...]
