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I walked outside
Right as my conscious went inside.
The light was too bright,
Just woke up.
Birdies,
Lots.
Early but hyper,
Those humming birds.
Sunshine provides life
A shiny sheen coat.
Luster,
Like seeing nature
Through an aesthetic filter.
Everything’s glowing,
Radiant.
Even the darkness is
Chilling under the shade.
Life projecting grey shapes
Over the ground.
Shadows that are pleasantly cool.
Trees sway back and forth.
Gentle breezes kiss my forehead.
My bangs lift up and dance.
My vision had become a prayer,
Images in my subconscious
That God was, is, and will always be there.
I smile,
Enlightened and overjoyed that
God became unconscious.
